Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Isle of Skye.
Whenever friends ask me about my favorite part of our four months in Europe, I always think back to the day we took a rare break from the castles and towns and tea shops, instead taking a daylong drive from Edinburgh to the Isle of Skye near the northern tip of Scotland. Other than our hotel, we didn't really have a destination--rather, enjoying the passing scenery was our main goal. As we traveled north, the skies progressed from bright and partially cloudy to moody and stormy, resulting in the most beautiful sunset as we finally reached the end of our long drive. We were traveling at the perfect time of year, where the foliage ranged from deep greens to vibrant reds.
It's impossible to tell from the photos (other than the one below where Jordan's scarf is being blown out horizontally), but the winds at Neist Point were literally the strongest I'd ever experienced. The wind was strong enough to blow us off our walking path, and when I jumped straight up in the air, I didn't land where I had started.
We arrived at the tip of Skye just in time for this beautiful sunset. No photo could ever hope to do it justice, but it's emblazoned on my memory as the perfect ending to the perfect day.