Regular readers of this journal may remember we camped for a couple of nights at Uig on the Isle of Skye. Well now we were at Uig again, but a different Uig on the Isle of Lewis. Those with really good memories might recall that Uig just means ‘bay’ so calling this page Uig Bay is a tautology for it means Bay Bay!
Uig Bay was big and sandy.
This carving was near the little car park. A signboard told us more.
This was a Sunday and museums and the like emphatically do not open in this part of the world on Sundays. But of course, much more can be found out about this fantastic collection by using web sites.
But for us – we could enjoy the carved wooden king. He was a delight.
Lewis is not the most mountainous area, but Uig was surrounded by rocky mountains, which rose up in some places to a couple of thousand feet.
There was a truly huge expanse of sand. This was enlivened by the odd dune like bits on the beach which must have had rocks within.
We were seeking a place to sit for a morning coffee.
Aha, some rocks. That looks like the spot!
