New Skye snow
Sat, Oct 27, 2018
I went to bed with the rattle of hail on the lum and the fast swish of storm driven snow on the roof, to awaken on Saturday morning to a bright and fresh world of newly lain white.
After a leisurely read over coffee I headed round to Strath and the old railway track for a wander between the hail showers so see the new island snow. Way back in the mists of time it would turn up like clockwork in the first week of October and we did have a light dusting around then but nothing since but with a couple of lows squeezing a big high out over the Atlantic, the winds were coming straight from the Arctic and bringing the redwings with them.
Across the glen the Red Cuillin were getting some sunshine after the showers as the day grew warm with a cold wind
and by the time I’d reached the old quarry I could see across to my old pal, Bànrigh an Eilein Sgiathanaich, Queen of the Winged Isle, Blà Bheinn,
with the peaks of the main Cuillin poking out over the landscape, looking across the area where the meteorite that created them landed.
It was a grand day to be out and about among the mountains, although from experience, the fresh snow would have been hard going where it lay deeper higher up. It was good to just sit and look and listen to the stonechat remonstrate with the hundreds of redwings clouding the path back.