15th September 2014
Near the Greshornish Hotel we found a host of mushrooms which, if they were of the same species, were at very different stages of growth. Awaiting an iSpot ID.
They had a very noticeable yellow ring.
No ID yet.
The dreaded Sheep Tick (Ixodes ricinus), one of two photographed on my trousers as we sat on the grass for a rest. Before 2014 I'd never encountered a tick, but now they seem to be everywhere. Apparently one in four of these guys is infected with Borrelia type bacteria so, given the number of times I've been bitten, the chances are I should have Lyme disease, but I probably wouldn't know the difference between that and normal everyday life!
Looking north east across Loch Snizort over Eilean Mor and Eilean Beag (little island and big island) to Trotternish.
A broken Sea Urchin shell.
Looking south, back down the Greshornish Peninsula.
And to the north.
Looking for basking sharks, but with Linda hanging around they don't stand a chance.
North Trotternish in the distance.
The walk was terminated prematurely as the rest claimed they had to go home and feed their dogs or something, but I'm pretty sure it was because they were terrified of facing the Path of Death - the great softies!
