Last night I went through all the options and this plan emerged. I phoned Tracey and let her know I might be coming over, would be so long as I caught the ferry.
And that is why I am up at about 5.30. Quick cup of tea and bite of breakfast and I am out of the hostel before anyone is awake.
It is another gorgeous morning, but different because it is so much earlier and so it is still cool. I even start out wearing a fleece. The bag is not exactly light but at least I have now chomped through enough of my mountain of breakfast bars to make a difference, even if I still have all the redundant waterproofs.
It is so early that hardly anyone is up except some rabbits that I pass on my way out of town.
But one or two early vehicles pass me as I take the Uig road and head out past the big co-op and some industrial buildings to the edge of town.
I pass Borve, the first village outside Portree. And then the turn off to Dunvegan.
A Truck speeds by, Mackaskills of Stornoway. Not the first time I have seen the name of my ultimate destination on this walk but close. I saw another truck this morning but was not quick enough to take a photo.
It makes me feel that I am really getting close now.
Even now I am on the road the birdlife is active. A couple of goldfinches watch me go by and then I see a pale raptor
At first I cannot work out what it is but though it flies away it settles a little further down the road and I decide it must be a buzzard, albeit a very pale one.
It flies down road of me a couple more times before getting bored of the game and disappearing as the road descends towards Kensaleyre.
Past Romesdal and a bit of old road (by the looks of it) has been turned into a farm track. I take the chance to leave the road once more, ready for a break though it takes a while to find a spot not turned to dried mud by the cattle and sheep in the field.
When I do stop I hear a rustle and see a flash of snake or slow worm but am too slow to see what it actually is.
Further on there is a track back to the road but also a continuation. However the way is barred by what looks like an electric fence. I don’t think it is on but don’t really want to try it so I slither underneath it (there is a big gap)
But indistinct as they are I can still recognise the shape of The Clisham, biggest mountain on Harris and an old friend.
Looking back, I can still make out the Cuillin. Looking forward, I can see the Clisham, Toddun and the hills of Harris. What a great day to be here.
Another old road loop looks promising and I take a break on an old bridge. But the promise is a false one and I have to back track to the road.
Ahead there are some road works. A young guy is controlling the stop go signal. As I approach I see a car come from Uig direction and stop. There is no other traffic but the kid does not change the sign to let the car through. What is going on? One car in sight on the whole road and he does not let it through.
I have a rise now but when it is gained the walk is pleasant. There is very little traffic now at all. The fields are vivid green, the sea and sky appropriately blue and for a long spell there are no houses in sight.
And it is near. I am barely out of Earlish when I see the familiar view of Uig and its bay. All the scene needs is the ferry to complete it but, of course, I am glad there is no ferry there because that would mean that I was too late.
And though I feel I have arrived, in fact I have a couple of miles still to the Ferry.
Fortunately I have time for another break by the Youth Hostel and I phone Tracey to let her know I am in good time for the ferry.
And then stroll down the hill.
My excess time is draining so I don’t dawdle. I take a new path, less lovely than the one I have been on but obviously put in to make the woods more accessible for wheelchairs and pushchairs. This takes me to a side road and then back onto the main drag.
My feet are a bit sore and the pavement irritates me because it is rough and uneven. Why is the pavement worse than the road? In fact I take to walking in the road as it is such a better surface.