The Quiraing

Lots of adventures today. First full day of blue skies and sunshine so decided to visit the Trotternish Ridge. In the morning we climbed up to the base of the Old Man of Storr. I managed it (it was my own personal El Capitan) but it wasn’t pretty. Lots of scrambling on all fours and slithering down. After a picnic lunch off to the Quiraing, even more spectacular! I didn’t make it right to the top as I slipped on a wet stone (just bruised). Mr P did the rest of the climb and the loop and I made my way back to the car park to wait for him. Long story but we were eventually reunited. A hot shower and tasty food restored my spirits. Unforgettable day!