The journey from Benbecula to the Isles of Lewis and Harris went like this: A drive to Berneray to catch the ferry to Leverburgh. The crew were careful, guiding us on. The issue being the angle between the land side ramp and the ramp on the boat. We had grounded before. We took it slowly. A smiley crewman told us, "That's you on the ferry". I could stop holding my breath.
A hairy journey along twisting single track roads with ditches either side, to a campsite on Harris, misnamed a 'touring park' made us rethink our plan. We headed north to Lewis. A few days in a site with all the facilities near to Stornoway were followed by a move to Siabost (Shawbost) on the west coast, where the site was basically the back garden of a lovely, friendly woman called Mary.
Siabost was a great base from which to explore some extraordinary ancient buildings and monuments on Lewis. You have to squat to get a good look at the wild orchids. These images are from our first visit to the stone circles at Callanish. Since it was grey and wet, we would return on a brighter day.
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