Nature in North Uist

My eyeballs are worn out. They're all dried up and hurty from looking at so much sky, so much sea, so much space.

We spent the morning on the beach (scene of this blip) and then the afternoon walking around the nature reserve. The boys did amazingly well on their 4km hike through fields of cattle, bogs and sand. It was worth every second, every stumble into a puddle, every trip over an inconsiderately placed rock. We were rewarded at the end with the most beautiful beach bathed in late afternoon sun, being visited by a big fat seal bobbing about in the water, eyeballing us.

You'd have thought the boys would have been pooped after all that but a big plate of spag bol revived them and sent them racing around our guest cottage at break-neck speed. It would have been rude not to join them.

They're now wide awake and playing Lego while hubby and I are pooped. How do they keep going? That's what I want to know!