The wind had howled all night and we woke to torrential rain and gale force winds, which never abated. So any plans for walks were definitely off the agenda! We called not the pie shop (perhaps I should be giving it its correct name of Lochinver Larder but pie shop sounds much more comforting wholefood!) and bought some crab sandwiches for lunch later.

Following yet another single track winding coastal road we stopped at the beach at Clachtoll.

It was wild, but we donned our waterproofs and wrapped up

and faced the fierce wind and rain to watch the waves crashing in.

Next we veered off towards Stoer Lighthouse,

here we could hardly open the car doors the wind was so fierce.

We managed to struggle round so far,

me hanging onto the the others for dear life as I was getting blown away!

The highland cows didn’t seem bothered by the winds though!

I hopped out of the car

at Clashnessie,

then at the Drumbegg viewpoint

Before we had to stop to let the charity tractor run past,

great opportunity to eat those crab sandwiches and take in the views

while dozens of tractors

with very cold wet tractor drivers drove past.

The rain somehow managed to become harder and harder which eventually stopped me jumping out or even opening the windows to take pictures as we all got soaking wet!

The beach by Durness was too attractive to miss

and Sally and I headed down while Amr stayed in the car,

fabulous watching the waves crashing on the rockstrewn beach,

the seagulls diving down en-mass into the waves.

Very quickly the rain hammered down even harder and we ran back to the car, well and truly soaked!