Date: Thursday 28th May 2015
Awoke to a nice looking morning – although with 5 minute heavy showers hitting about every 20 minutes. A bit of sunshine warming the tent and an otter swim past are a nice way to start a day.
Todun looked inviting above, but we planned to continue south for the day. Packed up the tent and got back to the car with only slight drenching.
Stopped off in Tarbert to use the shower facility (we had failed to be tempted to bathe in the sea this holiday), then on south along the coast past Luskentyre and Scarista.
Hard to drive past Luskentyre without stopping.
Planned to go up Roineabhal – a grand stand for the Sound of Harris. There was resurfacing work at our planned parking spot at the foot of the Beinn Tarsuinn NW ridge so we parked at NG 035 884 and headed up onto the ridge from this side.
Limited views of local hills initially.
Once on the ridge the views open up to the Sound of Harris.
Headed to the summit of Bhoiseabhal which opens the view north-east towards Tarbert – this part of Harris is a mix of rock and water.
The bigger Harris hills running W from Clisham start to appear to the north.
Roineabhal looks rocky but in truth it’s easy walking to the summit.
Two adult Golden eagles started circling the summit – mobbed by ravens. They eventually headed off to the north.
Once a bit more height is gained then Ceapabhal to the NW comes into view.
Up to the north Sron Scourst is instantly recognisable.
Another showery day – although we dodged most of them all day.
The ferry run from An t-Ob to Bearneraigh is a convoluted weave through the shallow sound.
Spent a while on the summit having lunch before dropping down to the lip of Coire Roineabhal to have a peek – no eagles to be seen.
We were booked on the early ferry to North Uist for Saturday morning so we decided to camp at Rubha nan Teampaill under Ceapabhal – 2 previous visits had marked this down as a fine pitch site.
Traigh na Cleabhaig on the way to the ruin is a lovely beach.
First visit to Rubha nan Teampaill 2 years ago saw us sheltering in the shade of the ruin for blissful shade from a scorching sun – this time it was blissful shelter from a bitingly cold wind.
Happily the SE side of the point was partly sheltered from the wind and we enjoyed a reasonably peaceful pitch.
Stayed up til sunset, which was blocked by western cloud. 7 days on Lewis/Harris coming to a close.
Still a few more Hebridean days to go.