Camasunary, Elgol & the Spar Caves loop from Glasnakille

Beautiful coastal walk with views of the Cuillin Hills in the south of Skye. The small cave on the rocky beach can only be reached at low tide.

Day 2 (recording interrupted, therefore 2 parts) Part 1/2 As usual, I was up early, also because it gets light much quicker here and it doesn't really get dark at night. Somehow I didn't really want to set off, it was still raining and since the days yesterday were already muddy, I knew what was in store for today. But when it had just let up, I pulled myself together and packed my tent and things. My inner and outer tent and my tarpaulin always go in the bottom of the backpack, even if they are wet, then my waterproof pack liner with the rest, air mattress folded into a rectangle on the back, which stabilizes and minimizes the volume. We went back down the slope towards the coast. Below there was a stretch of beautiful fields and private forest and we went towards Elgol. This section was still beautiful and the sun even came out a little. It then started to rain very heavily again and it was stormy too. I took out my tornado for the first time, an inconspicuous piece of plastic weighing just a few grams with an amazing effect against wind and, to a certain extent, rain. Finally I arrived in Erfolg, a small settlement with a shop that was just opening. And at 10 o'clock sharp there were three other hikers and a few locals who were apparently there on time for the opening. I bought a bit of food and drink and, above all, a coffee. While a hiker was spooning two cans of beans in the anteroom, I went outside. It had just stopped raining. I used my wet tent as a base, drank my coffee and chatted with the other two German hikers, who were also stocking up and drinking their coffee. They also wanted to do a variant of the Skye Trail, a mountain version that, while my route now goes pretty much exactly north, takes a few mountains westwards. And so the three of us continued along the coast and of course the rain was not long in coming and was to accompany us until the evening. The coastal hike was beautiful with small, narrow paths on not entirely safe paths on very steep slopes. Eventually it became flatter and at the end of Loch Scavaig the Camasunary Bothel awaited. There are bothels all over the UK and are a type of shelter in various stages of development. This one was quite large, made entirely of stone with a bedroom and around 6 beds, a common room with tables, benches and some posters of the mountains and the area and the possibility of cooking and an anteroom for drying. All three of us ate something and made ourselves some tea before we parted ways again. The two of us went west into the mountains and a few minutes later I set off on a long path through the wilderness between mountains on often muddy paths but with great views of the distance. I rarely came across other hikers. We often had to cross streams that became rivers by jumping over stones. This was fun but always carried the risk of getting completely wet as well as wet shoes and feet. Actually, it wouldn't have mattered at that point anyway because I was already completely wet 😅 The path and the landscape reminded me a lot of the Kungsleden from 2022. In general, the landscape seems very Scandinavian to me. At some point I came to a road and the path led across a campsite. I actually wanted to camp wild for the days, but from a tactical point of view I rented a tent spot for the evening, washed and dried all my wet things and regenerated myself, which I manage much better when I'm wild camping. A hard, exhausting rainy day came to an end in which I made slow progress. The quality of the paths was definitely marked for the next few days.