We Ran Out of Road, Saved a Sheep and Met a Schizo (not Bondy...)
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We got to the Skye Bridge in pretty good time so drove straight over it and on into the Isle of Skye. We drove all over the Isle and i absolutely loved this. Our first stop off was Kylelakin which was a pretty, but sleepy village. There didn't see much point stopping there so we carried on to Broadford. This was much the same, so after a short break, we carried on to Portnalong via Mingingish road (I was amused). This was a funny stop off; whilst searching for the Skywalker hostel, we ran out of road! How did that happen?? The single lane of road viers around a few bends and then just dips into the sea. Well, clearly we've took a wrong route, so after a few laughs at our expense, we attempted to turn around and have another look for the hostel.
This time we found it, but it wasn't hard to see why we had missed it first time around. It was a glorified trailor! No way were we going to stay there with a total lack of restaurantes, pubs, pretty much anything at all, so it was back onto the road and we all decided to go to Portree which is the biggest place on the Isle.
These roads on the Isle are all single lane with a lay-by every 400m or so to allow oncoming traffic to pass. This was great fun to drive along, especially as it is hilly as well. You can have a lot of fun with the cars here.
We had a herd of sheep crossing the road causing us to stop at one point, but most memorably was a farmer flagging me down.
back in the car, we only had a few miles to go and it was getting pretty hilly. You can see for a fair way along the road, so it was time to have a bit of fun with the car. Dropping down a gear and getting the revs up, we hit the hills nicely to give that experience of your belly jumping.
We pulled up at Bayfield Backpackers Hostel just before sunset and met the owner at the reception. This guy was disturbing overenthusiastic and was constantly cracking what I'm sure he thought were funny jokes, but we were knackered, hungry and ready for a few drinks. We finally got checked in, sorted the rooms and headed out for some food a few drinks. I tried the haggis for the first time. Blurrrggghhhh - that wasn;t just the first, but also the last time I'll try haggis.
After a few drinks at a few bars, we went back to the hostel so we can keep on drinking and paly some Trivia Pursuit. That was quite a nice way to finish the trip off for me. In the common room we were fine, but then getting ready for bed, me and Bondy walked up to our room, talking in a very low tone, and got collared by the owner. Wow!!! He was shouting, swearing and all sorts at us about keeping the noise down - pot, kettle and black fella! I think I commented on the irony and went straight to bed. Luckily, the next day, when I came down to check out - it was the bi-polar, overly jovial Dr Jekyll that served and not his aggressive alter ego. I thanked him for the stay and apologised for any misunderstandings of the previous night and left quite promptly.