The Last Day

We woke up to lovely sunny skies on our last full day in Skye.  Everyone else was feeling kind of tired and worn out for various reasons (most because they had climbed one of the Cuillen Mountain's the day before).  However as I didn't climb the mountain, I was feeling quite energetic.  Let's face it, I felt that way for most of my time spent in that magical place.  

So for my last day in Skye, I ended up spending a large part of it on my own, with Molly. And you know what? That was just fine with me.  

Molly and I spent one last morning on our favourite beach: 

Then in the afternoon while everyone went to lunch, I took 'da dogs' and went up Armadale Hill one last time. I couldn't help but feel like I could reach out to heaven up there.  There was just something so amazingly peaceful about that place, it was truly somewhere that made both my heart and soul sing in its serenity.  

Then, later in the afternoon I joined the boys for some of the activities they had signed up for. 

I have never, ever thought I would fire a weapon.  I've certainly never had any interest in hunting or even going to a rifle range.  Ok, that's not exactly true because I used to think I'd make an ace sharpshooter back when I briefly entertained a career in the military; that is until I thought about all the sitting around waiting. And being quiet. And actually having to shoot someone. So sure, I've always though it might be kinda cool to try, however with so many horrible events happening in the world, be they accidental or planned, I'm not a big fan of guns. I know many of you have varying opinions on the topic,  however my aim in sharing this post with you today isn't about being political, its simply to say how much fun I had Clay Pigeon Shooting.  

And I was good.  The first time I fired the very loud & heavy shotgun I nailed it.  Sure my shots may not have been as accurate as the boys in our 'shoot-out', however I will always smile with such great satisfaction when I remember hitting that first disc. 

I was the only one who did hit the first one by the way ;) 

And I would never, ever fire a gun at anything living. You know, just for the record.

After that little adrenaline rush, we moved down to the activity centre where the boys proceeded to shoot at a very small target with an air rifle, which I decided to forgo.

However, because I had made a comment about how much fun the boys all had with the archery, Matt the instructor was kind and generous enough to set me up with the bow and arrows and give me a quick lesson on how it worked.  He then let me go to it while the boys were taking target practice, intermittently checking my progress.  He never took a penny off me.  

I wasn't overly accurate but I nailed the bulls eye more than once and for the most part my arrows stopped going wide after the second set of arrows. 

I love watching period films that involve archery and have always thought how brilliant it would be to actually load and release a bow & arrow ( I mean how cool is Legolas?), however I never looked into it. I was right though - it was incredibly brilliant. 

Finally for the first time in a long time, I have found a sport that not only would I enjoy, but that I can actually access locally.  

Oh, and I'm already looking into going for a Clay Pigeon Shoot with Andy and a few friends. (Andy didn't get to try it in Skye and I think its something really fun we could do together.) 

We all went back to the cabins full of chatter about the great time we had before enjoying a dinner of fajitas together and celebrating our last evening in Skye. 

Both Andy and myself feel strongly that this is an Isle that we will be holidaying on again. I honestly can't imagine never going back.