We drove back down the coast from the castle and turned left to make our way across the peninsular on the one track road.
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There were quite a few cars in the parking lot and some small buses and we paid at the "Pay and Display".
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Striking place for a wedding photo shoot. Heather offered congratulations as they passed.
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Some people were exploring the south side of the road but we stuck to the north side,
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The Quiraing, with its height and views, dotted with sheep, over the lowlands to the Island of Raasay.
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Looking down at the switch back, one track road, we will take down to get home.
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We walked past the clusters of people standing near the edge, taking selfies and the guy flying the really annoying drone,
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continuing on as the path turned from gravel to mud and heather grew
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as did mushrooms and
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sheep grazed, unconcerned by the passing tourists.
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It was nice to stretch our legs
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and although we hadn't followed the path as far as it went, we felt we understood why the area was held in such esteem.
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The drive home resulted in pictures of
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Highland Cattle. Taken by Don, I was driving.
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Also sheep,
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some with weird headgear on. We are wondering if it is to control the growth of the horns, away from their eyes. I can't find anything on the internet to help my curiosity.
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Home to a local cider and
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a supper of nearly local salmon with soft cheese on crackers and a salad.
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