The Skye Trip, Part III

In the final leg of our journey, we ventured to the top of the Quiraing (go on, try to pronounce that, I dare you), nearly killing ourselves with the exertion, only for the weather to turn and for us to not take any photos apart from our victory pose. We also returned to the Fairy Pools, where I felt ill but Peter was perfectly fine, and to Talisker, past the distillery. Lastly, we camped next to Loch Snizort, which I think sounds like the name of a dragon.

Nikon D80, Sigma 10-20mm lens.