While up in the Highlands in October (this way), we spent a lot of time in Glenuig. It was only a 10 minute drive from our cottage (always welcomed by sheep), the only place with a tiny shop nearby but most importantly, it had a sweet little beach that at low tide was the perfect place for Finn to burn his energy off (if such thing exists). One day, we went for a walk in the woodland just off the coast there and it was again, just magical.
Although beaches, lochs and the sea were constant in our days, I realize most of the images are of hills, glens or woodland. I’m just so much more drawn to these places.

One afternoon, one our way home from another day out, we stopped at Glenuig and the beach was full of sheep. We waited until they moved into the woodland bit and let Finn out for a run. I just love these wee creatures dotted all over Scotland.

Sanna. I cannot recommend visiting Sanna highly enough. But. Sanna was 30 miles from our cottage and took us nearly 2 hours to get there. It was raining but that wouldn’t have been a big issue in its own. But. The road was very scenic, very windy and very narrow. But oh my. It must be one of the most beautiful drives I’ve experienced. Driving past sheep, of course, highland cows, of course and we even spotted a stag.

Sanna itself is a tiny hamlet of a few houses and crofts. And unspoilt beaches. Sandy dunes and black, volcanic basalt rocks.