The narrow spine of Rubha na Cille, the headland of the hermit’s cell, near Tayvallich is characterised by these stacks and pillars of rock, giving the land an almost unearthly feel. This manipulation is deliberately low-toned to emphasise the strangeness of walking through the landscape.
I was in Fife for a course last week and managed to make a flying visit to the Abbey before it closed. It being Fife, the beggars took my money before telling me the place was closing in five minutes. Anyway, a quickly-snatched photo on the phone, no less, gives you an impression of the sheer quality of the Norman architecture here. I shall return.
This is the view back up the Keils peninsula with the Sound of Jura on the left. The islands of Jura and Scarba are visible. There was once a ferry to Jura from this peninsula.
This is the view from the southern tip of the peninsula, with only a few skerries between here and Ireland about 75 miles away.
We’ve had a stunning weekend in Argyll, and this was from a walk out yesterday evening after supper. We’re getting to that point in the year where long evenings make evening expeditions worthwhile.