The men who worked at the shop were hilarious. They were as old as possible and in no sort of a hurry. The one that was setting up the jack kept stopping to tell the other one about how tires worked back in the olden days, and I swear he stopped at least three times. Zero hustle in his bustle.
Luckily, a new tire can only take so long to replace, so we were on our way (slowly, carefully, and on High Alert For Potholes) within about twenty minutes.
Impressed that we were on our way by 9:30 in the morning, our earliest start yet, we crossed the island to the Callinish Stones. These are big standing stones, much like Stonehenge, but less policed. We narrowly avoided a couple tour groups full of old people and walked around the three sets of stones scattered about the country side.
KDew also tried to sneak up on some sheep, but they weren’t having any of her nonsense.
We continued northward to the Dun Carloway Broch to see what that even was. All the signs up here are in Gaelic so I actually have no idea what’s what. Apparently a broch is a defensible home that acient people lived in. This one is in ruins (wow, some craftmanship, guys, can’t even build a house that lasts past 1500...), but we were able to crawl around it a little.
Not gunna lie, watching the little old men and ladies of the tour group try to crawl around it as well was prettyyyy entertaining.
Next up was the Blackhouse village, a series of old stone and thresh homes set up to mimic life in the 1700/1800s. They show you what the homes looked like on the inside and how to harvest peat. One of them is even a hostel now.
Lunch was at a restaurant called 40 North and was AMAZING!! Maple syrup and garlic roasted chicken salad, cheesy chicken pie with puff pastry, and a double nugget for dessert. We were stuffed.
We then made our way up to the northern-most part of the island, Port of Ness, and explored a lighthouse called the "Butt of Lewis," which is quite unfortunate.
Just along that road was a gorgeous beach, carved into a seaside cliff, protected from both wind, waves, and tourists. I had wanted to dip in the north Atlantic, and this was the perfect spot! KDew manned the video camera for me and I jumped in! (See Facebook for evidence.) So refreshing! And salty...we’re not in Michigan anymore!
But man, oh man. For the north Atlantic, this water sure is pretty. Crystal clear and turquoise, just like the Caribbean. Unreal.
After I regained feeling in my limbs, we headed back to Stornoway to walk around town a little and see the Lewis Castle. I mean, it’s Scotland, you can’t not castle if there’s one nearby!
It was an awesome day, and a great last adventure before I make my long journey back home!