Skye, also known as the Misty Isle, is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been, and it really stands up to it's name. Every day I was there visiting I would wake up to mist rolling in off the hills. It gave the entire island a mystical feel.
Day two on Skye, after seeing the Old Man of Storr, I was dying to see something else that felt magical. I was awake at the crack of dawn and as soon as my fiance left for work, I was inspecting maps, and checking out walkhighlands.co.uk for different walks. I then saw a post on Facebook about the Fairy Glen and I instantly knew that was where my adventure was going to take me.
I checked my watch, and it was about 8am. I decided to get up, dressed and leave as quickly as was possible, as I wanted to see the place while it was quiet and the weather was to get worse as the day went on.
By 8:30am I had arrived at the car park for the fairy glen. On the entrance to the dead end road there was a sign that said "STRICTLY NO COACHES!" which made me feel a little better knowing there wouldn't be coach loads of people at any time. I wasn't sure exactly where the famous fairy glen was, or how to find it. But I figured if I just walked around I would find it. The area was beautiful. The land was a very Scottish shade of green. The ground underfoot was wet and squishy, but I had my wellies on so I was good to go. I walked around a little pond, where there was tonnes of frog spawn, and saw two bones (presumably sheep) lying around. I crossed the road and went through a little glen, with little tree's growing everywhere. It did look like the kind of place a fairy would live. I wandered a little further and noticed a big lump of wool. As I got closer I realised it was a dead sheep, just it's bones and wool was left. It freaked me out a little as I wasn't expecting to see an entire carcass!
On past the carcass, I came upon the fairy glen. The first thing you notice in the fairy glen is the different stacks of stones, balancing all over the place. Clearly people who come and visit balance stones here, to leave their mark. The fact that so many people had done it made that particular bit feel amazing. Like a piece of humanity was left in this tiny bit of Skye.
As I carried on you could see the fairy rings, a series of stones lay down in a spiral shape. People seem to walk round the spiral and leave coins in the middle. I'm not sure for what purpose as I can find no real folklore about the place.
It was at the moment I heard the unnatural buzzing of a drone. I've never been against drones, the pictures you get with them are amazing, however, I was well and truly annoyed by this one. There was one at the Old Man of Storr, (which was only flying for a few minutes,) but this one was up for the entire time I was there. I even sat and had a tangerine, and looked at a map. (I wanted to get to a waterfall across a wee river and through some fields) This thing just wasn't coming down any time soon. After about 30 mins, I'd had enough and decided to go and explore Uig.
The fairy glen is beautiful and worth a see, it's certainly a place where everything feels a bit ritualistic. The balancing rocks and the footprints in the rings makes you have this urge to go and do the same thing, to establish a connection with the place. And although there seems to be no fairy folklore, if you get a quiet day to go and see it, it's worth the trip!
Until Next Time
Jade- Your Introvert Adventurer.