Ahhh! Wednesday morning (07/08). It was hot! Big blue skies. Our friends arrived the night before and I had to have a little lie-in because my head hurt. They went out to look at Skye. The Musician Husband, Cow'n'Wolf dutifully stayed at home until midday when I was a little more human. Then we all met up at the Highland Games in Portree to watch caber tossing and stone throwing.
The lump (Meall na h-Acairseid)! A natural amphitheatre above Portree harbour. Such a beautiful place with 360 degrees view of the bays and hills.
I thought I'd taken quite a few photos of the Highland Games but it seems I took about 20 of exactly the same shot. I obviously wasn't well...quite a shame as there was a lot going on at once. In the short time we were there we saw Highland dancing, hop, step and leap, hammer throwing and '56lb weight over a bar' (executed marvellously by some big shouldered chaps in kilts). Here's one of the 20 similar photos. It was baking hot and the dogs were overheating along with our friends who went home very brown (red, to be honest) which is the last thing they expected when they packed their woollies and socks to visit Skye.
We all went to Jan's for cakes afterwards but I could only manage a sparkling water and cappuccino. At least it was in the shade and the dogs could lie down. I so wanted to join them. Everyone else ate loads with cream on!
After a small nap we went to the Edinbane Inn for music night (fiddles, pipes etc.). The boys were up for a good evening (where do they get the energy?), the girls were almost asleep and we left about 10.30. I don't think I will ever drink alcohol again based on how I felt today. Honest!