I arrived in Ness – as it was a Sunday everything was closed and pretty empty. I used the low tide for a long walk on the impressive beach right next to the harbour of Ness.
In the shelter of a rocky islet at Port of Ness, you will find the little harbour that has seen the local seamen off on many a mission, including the traditional annual journey to the island of Sula Sgeir where locals are licensed to capture gannet for food following in their ancestors’ traditional footsteps. (Visit Outer Hebrides)
At the northern tip of the Isle of Lewis lies the parish of Ness, offering a unique insight into the legends, lore and long-observed traditions that have shaped the island’s unique identity – as well as being a stronghold of the Gaelic language with a large majority of locals claiming Gaelic as their mother tongue. (Visit Outer Hebrides)
Per usual dark clouds on one side and blue sky on the other one – that´s just how it is.
Met a local cutie for a bit of fetch.
