A Walk near Sanna

On a beautiful July day we walked in the hills to the north of Sanna.  Sanna is famous for its white-sand beaches, but this is our favourite, a small, secluded cove which is covered at high tide and, therefore, always swept clean twice a day.  The low-lying island in the distance is Coll.

Walking eastwards, we looked down onto the abandoned village of Plocaig, with its neat houses all in a row.  The air was wonderfully clear, so the high hills around Meall Meadoin and Meall nan Con seemed to tower over the village, yet they are some five kilometres away.

We then cut down to the Sanna Burn, which runs between Sanna village and Plocaig, something we couldn't normally do as the area is so boggy, but with the recent, prolonged dry spell the land was dry and crunchy underfoot.  The wreckage to the right is the remains of the bridge which connected the villages.  When we first came to the area sixteen years ago, it was still possible to scramble across it.

Suspended between this boulder and the bank is an old steel plough.  It's a thought that this was once someone's pride, a simple piece of machinery that made a hard job that much easier.  Now, along with other odd pieces of farm machinery, a broken plate, various glass jars, an old boot, and sundry pieces of plastic piping, it lies neglected in the burn.

As we headed back to Sanna, we looked north towards the last building in Plocaig to be inhabited.  Beyond lay the bright blue waters of the Minch and the high hills of Rum.

A map of the area is here.