A Wet Walk to Plocaig

After a wild night, with gusts in the late evening which shook the house, the winds had dropped by this morning, giving us a chance to get out into the hills. We left the car at Sanna and, despite a heavy downpour which included sleet and slushy snow, crossed the footbridge over the Sanna Burn and walked eastwards along the ridge. This picture looks over the abandoned buildings of Plocaig and the bank-full Sanna Burn towards the hills on the far side of the ring dyke, their peaks dusted with snow
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Dropping down the north side of the ridge, we looked across the bay to the steep face of Carraig. After the storms of the last few days the sea was surprisingly calm, with a steady swell coming in from the west.

We then walked across the hill to Plocaig, wandering between the buildings and imagining what it must have been like living there in weather like this. In the background is the crofting township of Achnaha.

By this afternoon the wind had risen again, and we have another gale forecast for this evening.