Scrambling up Eigg

In the four previous posts we visited the Small Isles of Rum, Muck and Canna. Eigg is feeling a little left out, so here’s a view I will never forget. On a May afternoon in 2006, during a week-long stay, I climbed the Sguir. I sat there for an hour just staring at this view to Rum over the loch-studded highlands of Eigg. It took a hail storm to drive me away – that, and I wanted to get a bottle of wine at the shop before it closed. For the full story of that week on Eigg see chapter 26 of book 1.