Thirty Days Wild, thirty posts throughout June (and July, I’m tardy) something that is grounded in our wild world. This year posts are from our travels around the north coast of Scotland on the North Coast 500 route and a visit to Orkney. Stand by, for lots of sky, sea, wildlife, history, Spud the dog and random musings.
We took a ferry from Kirkwall, the capital of Orkney, to the island of Sanday, its a short hop of 90 minutes, just how I like my ferry crossings.
Sanday is a low lying island, of wide, white, curving beaches, very beautiful. The weather was kind when we were there, but you can imagine how wild it can get, it must feel like the gales and tides are gnawing at the land at times.
The wind sculpts the dunes, a derelict building, is being subsumed
Looking at this, it’s not difficult to imagine how Skara brae disappeared under the dunes
As we walked along the beach, a curious selkie swam along with us, close into the shore, we were warned not to let Spud the dog into the sea, for fear of him being taken as a play thing. Spud much prefers pond water to sea water.
The day ended with a sunset befitting such a lovely place