Two happy travellers left the old chapels and headed for a quick peek at a beach.
A meandering stream crossed the machair, strewn with its mix of blooms.
The stream arrived at the shore and crossed the silver sands to reach the wild Atlantic Ocean.
Actually, the wild Atlantic was just about a millpond, with not much more than the ripples on the Tobha Mor stream.
Someone was getting down to photograph plants.
Rocks, beach, the stream and some machair flowers at Tobha Mor
It was time for us to head on to Daliburgh where we were staying in a little flat for three nights so it was back up past the bridge over the stream for us.
