Holiday Ardnamurchan - 14 October - Part 1

 

First day at Grigadale, and having arrived after dark at Grigadale house, I hadn't seen much.

 

Its always strange waking up somewhere new in a bed that isn't yours.  This morning was no different.  I woke early and worked out where I was, then sneaked downstairs like an excited child on Christmas morning, not quite sure of what I would find.

 

Looking out the window I was greeted with this beautiful scene.

 

 

Looking to the west was this small peak that I now know to have no name, but when you climb it you realise that it sits between Grigadale house and the Ardnamurchan lighthouse.

 

Of course its a hill so I had a natural urge to climb it.  (Susan had an equally natural urge to avoid going up it).

 

 

When you looked out the southerly facing windows.  The view of Grigadale Loch greeted you.

 

Obviously now I wish I'd packed my trout rod as along with the house rental, fishing rights were included.  Then again, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to use it.  Or worse Leo would have "helped".

 

After everybody else got up, we had a leisurely breakfast, and headed off to visit the beach at Sanna.

 

Sanna

Sanna, is a village, actually there's more beach than village, but it lies at the most westerly point of mainland Scotland.  Upon arrival after driving along a number of tiny single track roads, accompanied by the sun on our faces and the wind blasting over the peninsula.  We reached a tiny village/building site out on the wind scrubbed grass headland.

Left to Right: Sarah, Anita, Susan

From the car park we sauntered down the path at Leo speed to the beach and wandered along it whilst Leo played with his tractor (John-Deere) in the shallows at the edge, and Susan went for a paddle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



The beach at Sanna has to be one of the most beautiful beaches I have visited, and would maybe have been one of the quietest, barring the company.  Anita especially was blown away by the natural beauty of the place.

 

Heading back towards the car Leo found a piece of rope that became his fishing rod, and may still be in the boot of Susan's car.  This rope was dunked in every rock pool and crevice and in the sea repeatedly as he pretended to catch fish.

 

When we left Sanna beach we headed back to the house for a "quick" lunch.  This lunch took hours and was great fun. But by no means could it be considered quick.