Traigh Mhor must rank amongst the most beautiful beaches in the Country for size and remoteness. I am ashamed to say that although I have lived for the best part of four decades on this Island I had, until yesterday, only once walked the length of the beach. CJ and I started off yesterday with a leisurely stroll at the Northern end exploring, for me, the coves where we and friends used to take our children for afternoon and picnics. It is only seven miles from the original family home.
After a while strolling in bare feet (I've lived in New Zealand too long to wear shoes or even jandles on a beach) I found myself drawn towards the far end of the beach. The going is quite difficult because the sand on that beach is quite soft even just on the tide line so if I wanted to walk at a reasonable pace there was a lot of energy to be expended. There was something in my head, however, which would neither let me stop nor turn back. What puzzled me when I was within about 4 or 500 yards of the cliffs was how they seemed to get further away every time I looked at them but my mind allowed me no choice so I kept going the one and a half miles until I reached the cliffs at the end.
Then I had the return journey. I rarely go long walks these days whilst I'm on Lewis so this was a welcome experience and achievement. It helped that there was no strong wind continually to make my eyes water nor to require a battle in order to proceed. I must do it again. I must!
|The red dot to the left is the car park. The blue dot is the furthest point of my walk|
|At the car park end of the beach - Northern end looking South-east|
|A cove at the northern end where we used to have picnics with the children over 30 years ago - it hasn't changed!|
|The river is a rich golden brown from the peat washed down from the hills|
|The coastline to the North is rugged and uninhabited between here and Ness|
|The sand was soft and made walking difficult|
|Looking back with only a few hundred metres to go to the furthest point|
|It seems a huge cliff - it IS a huge cliff!|
|Looking back from the furthest point of the walk - just a mile and a half back to the car!|
|Another little cove we used to picnic in with the children - at low tide!|