
It's a thriving metropolis, OK well for the highlands it's 1/2 dozen restaurants and pubs make this a major city especially after our 5 hour townless drive from Durness!
It's beautiful, in fact Kathy was convinced the backdrop was a film canvass painted in. When you stand on the harbour looking out it is hard to believe the view, I would try and describe it but they say a picture is worth a thousand words, so here are 2 thousand...
Duncraig Castle, dominates the bay. This was the subject of the BBC program 'The Dobsons of Duncraig' about the Nottinghamshire family who clubbed together to by and renovate the place.

There are plenty of B&Bs to choose from, they line the bay and all have great views. All over Scotland we have been treated to great hospitality and great food and for our three nights here we are booked into "The Plockton Gallery", Miriam (the proprietor extraordinaire) is hosting an exhibition during our stay so we ate our (fab) breakfast in the gallery surrounded by great art, with amazing views through the windows. Miriam, artist, art teacher, and queen of the Scottish breakfast entertains us with village life and points us in the right direction for galleries, shops walks, boat trips and restaurants. All in all, you won't go far wrong staying here AND you get a giant safety pin for good measure.
Callum's seal spotting boat trip is also worth an honourable mention. Callum's easy banter, the friendly atmosphere and almost gaurenteed seal spotting is an entertaining hour out on the water.

We also had drives out around the Wester Ross coastline and over to the Isle of Skye, blogs to follow...

From Durness, we head south. It's a long journey to our next stop Plockton but first a walk on the beach. Rocky coves, perfect sand and mountains for a backdrop, even the water is a crystal clear turquoise, these beaches rival any in the world! It's a shame summer is just a few short weeks.
On our long road south we pass through Ullapool, along the beautiful Loch Broom and on a whim follow signs for a waterfall.
There are a dozen of us on this narrow suspension bridge and it's swinging & swaying just a little too much for comfort. The water pounds the rock 190 feet below us carving this chasm ever deeper and the roar of the water echoing around the Corrieshalloch Gorge adds to the drama. The chasm is so narrow and the trees so thick that the bridge, or more to the point the drop takes you by surprise, you're on it before you realise.This was the point Kathy's vertigo kicked in, it was also the point at which she broke into a panicked run and in a strange run of coincidences it was also the point the bridge started to swing! Kathy makes it to safety while we all hang on and exchange nervous glances.
After a short walk in the forest we head back to the car, Kathy has to face the bridge again this time at a fast walk!
We continue south through more mountains, lochs, glens and rivers. Each valley has its own weather, atmospheric skies one sunshine the next!
Another hour or so in the car amidst amazing scenery and we make it into Plockton for 3 nights on the west coast.