In 2011 my brother, Roger, had stayed on Skye for a week, with a friend and they’d had a great time – a lads’ week away staying in this croft. It was “rustic”, remote, small and cheap, but gave them access to one of the most majestic places in the UK. There is no phone, no phone signal, no TV and you do tend to share with some of the local wildlife, but you step out of the door onto a pebble beach and the sunsets are incredible – apparently.
After he came home and enthused about what a great time he’d had, I wanted to take advantage of the place and enjoy the remote location and do some walking, using the croft as a base. We managed to tie up a week or two between us and I concocted the idea of doing the Skye Trail while I was there. Roger isn’t a big walker – but he’s active in different ways; mainly dog walking, hunting and tree felling, so it wasn’t like he was going to come with me each day. However, he said he was happy to chauffeur me to and from the walk and do his own thing during the day. We would then have the afternoons and evenings together, to swap out stories of the day and compare notes on our favourite whiskies.
Thanks to the incredible resource that is Google Street View, I managed to find a picture of the croft on the Internet – Roger having failed to get a picture of the actual exterior of the place from his last visit. The location looks magnificent.
Inside we have some mod-cons, it has electricity and running hot and cold water, as well as a wood burner, fully equipped kitchen with cooker and freezer, two bedrooms and a snug little living/dining room. Quite frankly, I can’t wait to see the place. I love the idea of its remoteness.
Here’s a couple more photos, taken while we were there that show off the location: