Well, this is where Mr Limey and I are getting away from the busy whirl of activity that is life on our island home.
Until 1976 there was just one road in and out of this peninsula, which was (and still is, according to the multitudinous warning signs) impassible in winter conditions. It is called the Bealach na Bà, or Pass of the Cattle. Eleven miles of single track road with passing places, rising from sealevel to 2,000 or more feet and back again. It is twisty.
This YouTube video gives you an idea (though it is speeded up, of course!):
http://youtu.be/ybzZP2FdiXs
Dramatic stuff, eh? But how much MORE dramatic when, due to low cloud, visibility is reduced to 25feet or less. That's how it was yesterday when I drove us here at a steady 15-20mph, if that. At one point we stopped short with a cliff wall in front of us: I hadn't seen the dramatic right hand hairpin bend and we ended up in a lay by (could have been worse!).
Anyhow, it is lovely and peaceful here.
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