CURSE OF CARTER OR CALLANISH?
We all made the most of our beds that night with the knowledge that our two nights of luxury were drawing to a close and the next evening we were going to be spending twelve hours cooped-up in Timo’s van. We checked out of the hotel in good spirits only to find Jamie’s ‘wonder deal’ on the room was for £90 pounds each rather than the total as we had budgeted for, darn it! Our dawn patrol on the final morning was to the Callanish Stone Circle, an ancient formation which is often referred to as the Scottish Stonehenge! The stones range from 8 to 13 feet, with the tallest stone at 16 feet high smack in the middle. Their ‘Lewisian Gneiss’ stone construction dates back to 2900BC and is the oldest feature of its type in the British Isles. As the sky turned to pink with the morning sunrise, there was definitely a mystic presence around this awesome site. However, five minutes later I somehow managed to drop all of my cameras and lenses out of my unzipped camera bag onto the concrete. We set off back towards Brager hoping the stones had not just cursed our luck but somehow I had a bad feeling about the lack of wind in the air despite the 25-knot forecast. Looking at the pressure charts the night before we were perilously close to the eye of the low and the big puffy clouds out on the horizon did not look to promising.