*sharp intake of breath*
this is the sounds that i made all the way from the East Coast to the West Coast of Scotland.
we left at 10am after a morning of packing a picnic and plotting the route
(and much kissing of cats and Binks - i am convinced that every time i leave the house i may not return - hence the emotional goodbye - i know, i know, it drives Stephen mad......)
we decided on the longer route which took us up and along the very North Coast and then down along the west Coast.
we stopped here to watch leaping salmon in the most amazing forest
the girls had an alfresco meal with the most beautiful backdrop
we stopped at this beach
it was a sunny day and yet no one was on this beach at all - bliss
in fact we saw very few cars
we had more problems over taking these!
they do not see a great amount of traffic at this time of the year as the tourists have gone home, but they just look you straight in the eye so you KNOW what a HUGE inconvenience you are - they then casually stroll out of the middle of the road ......
if you are lucky and they feel like it
as you can imagine this part of the journey took a while!
we arrived at the croft which has the largest flock of Boreray sheep on the mainland and spent time looking at all the sheep and being introduced to them by name!
Bob the owner was the sweetest man who makes no money from his flock at all - he in facts makes quite a loss each year - but he breeds this type of sheep because they need all the help they can get.
We followed him around his patch of land, followed by the bravest of his flock - Arabelle - meeting each and every sheep and absorbing all this wonderful chaps knowledge.
At home time we felt so privileged to have been given the opportunity to take part in the future of these amazing creatures...... to be honest it was all quite emotional and i had to hold it together so i did not come across as a complete wally!
but - we have agreed to purchase 6 ewes of various ages and a very handsome chap called Boris!
we decided to not take any pictures as we will not be able to choose who we will be having - the balance of the flock is so vital that Bob will choose who goes and who stays, but we will have a starter group of sheep that we can hopefully breed successfully.
how exciting xx
as you can imagine - the rest of this week will be spent chasing our tails - erecting fences and building shelters
all in readiness for our new family x