Westward Ho!

Another tick on the list of the 'must do' before we die- a flight from Glasgow to Barra in the Outer Hebrides with the landing on a beautiful beach in the north of the island.

We have seen others do it as we stood beside the tiny airport terminal, nothing more than a glorified concrete hut. We have watched mesmerised as the little black incoming dot in the sky suddenly swooped down like a bird and plopped on to the sand 25 yards away, coming to a halt in the shortest possible distance.

Today it is our turn before we spend 3 nights at the unlikely sounding Isle of Barra Beach hotel overlooking the wide expanse of Tangasdale beach on the west of the island. Last week it would have lived up to its name in the mini heatwave the Hebrides experienced, but this week........... well it's not looking too hopeful at the moment.
Still, I have my cagoule and my winter boots.