Really thankful you are still with me. This day was the highlight of Martins holiday we went to places being an amateur archeologist he wanted to see.
On our way through Lewis .
This was the sign to the Calanais Standing Stones.
These stones were incredible.
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So many people taking photos.
These stones are older than Stonehenge.
My man hugging a stone.
Whether it was just wishful thinking when I placed my hand on this stone it felt powerful. Hmm perhaps imagination.
Looking down toward the centre ring of stones.Sorry there is a couple more of these .
The middle circle.
A burial chamber in front of the large stone , someone of great importance may have been buried here.
A fabulous place with so much history. We spent quite a while here and admired the few too.
A truly historic view.My man is happy,but he still has the rest of the day to enjoy. We climbed aboard our coach and the next place we visit.is Dun Carloway Broch.
just a few miles down the road was already three thousand years old.
Kimberly was up the steps inside on the right.Martin said they weren't very safe.
What they think it would have been like inside the broch.
It was very dark.
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I just happened to spot this as we drove away.
A Quote from a booklet we purchased. "Our situation was unfavourable , and meagre was our sustenance".
It must have been a hard life ,but 6 elderly spinsters were still living here in the 1960s. The ladies that remained were all ones who had had the experience of hard work throughout their lives, whether on thecroft or at the fishing. They were able to cope with the special demands of the blackhouse,and there were neighbours or relatives close by who could lend a hand with the heavy work had to be done.
The fire was lit and the smell of peat filled the air.Peat was cut by the women too.
I did try and get a decent pic of the fire ,but with 40 of us in this little room it was rather cosy.
Not a lot of furniture as you can imagine but a dresser along one wall ,a table and 4 chairs were about it.
The clock on the mantlepiece .
Such an old world place.When we passed through to the other room in the hallway was this. Do any of you remember these things . I do.
I remember an aunt of mine using one of these. We do have it easy these days really.
I am not a lover of ironing but can you imagine having to wield one of these. We could here clacking so went to investigate and here was a man making tweed.
I forgot to mention in the main room was some knitting left for us to see .
Socks,Miss Julie !
So off outside to see the village .
We wandered down to the sea.
I think from what was said it was a very close knit community. So we again climbed aboard the Skylark as we affectionately named the coach as we seemed to forever climbing on or off. I swear Steve the driver made that first step higher every time.
Kimberly had arranged for us to have lunch at our next port of call. The Butt of Ness . Duly refreshed we ventured out. This is reported to be the Windiest place in the UK and it did not disapoint. This is the furthest north you can go before you hit Canada. The lighthouse stands very tall.
The rock formations were fabulous where the strength of the sea had shaped them.
You know how it is with children , I was willing him to step away from the edge.. A stack on the other side.
A cormorant was standing right on the edge about a third of the way down on the right. Just about level with him to the right in the sea we saw 2 seals. Squint and you may see them lol. We did not stay here long and we were back on the road and heading for the hotel and Stornaway. We drove to the Castle of Lews and were hoping to see the new museum which had 6 of the Lewis Chessmen pieces on display. If you have read the Peter May trilogy you will know about the Lewis Chessmen, his books are set on Lewis and I have just bought all 3 to read again.
So Lewis Castle a victorian building which is now rented out for weddings etc. This is the main room ,what a difference to the little crofts we have seen.
The staircase.
The view across to Stornaway harbour where our last ferry will take us across to Ullapool on the mainland.
Thanks for the comments and sticking with me. This is really for me to keep as a record as being a bear of very little brain and age I forget.
See you in the morning
Hugs.Oh forgot Please excuse any grammatical or spelling mistakes ,once I have written this much I just press publish and don't check it. Hmmmmm.
7 comments:
Oh I can see how happy Martin was on this day! :D Those ceilings in the castle are divine!
Wow the whole place is simply so beautiful
Hugs and smiles x
What an awesome trip Barb. It looks like such a fantastic tour.
Linda
What a wonderful trip, I love to see how people lived years ago amazing.
We visited a similar blackhouse museum on Skye and was also struck how hard life must have been. The last occupant left in 1952 and the photos from that time looked more like 100 years earlier. Quite stark and wild looking.
What fascinating buildings Barb
Stunning pictures you captured of Callanais, that's on my 'to visit' list. So many wonderful sights you saw... I too would have been saying 'move away from the edge' Made me smile when you said someone wrapped on the window as you were taking a picture. Good to see a sock knitter had been in residence. xx
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