Isle of Ulva looking across to Ben More, Isle of Mull
I do, however, make an exception when walking is restricted to well sign posted dry paths with gentle gradients. I went to the Isle of Ulva today and walked for three whole hours, only pausing to chuff on a ciggie on three occasions. Feeling rather proud of myself, I then repaired to the Boat House restaurant and pigged out on freshly caught langoustines doused in garlic butter. Any calories burnt off by this unusual exercise were consequently instantly replenished.
Ulva is one of the jewels of the west coast that most people overlook. Reached by a two minute ferry crossing, it is a world apart. There are no roads on the island, just a network of paths which lead into verdant woodland and unexpected views of wonderful seascapes.
I feel so proud of myself that I’ve decided to reward myself with some beer. I think I’ve actually earned it for once….hic.
9 comments:
And it has the added bonus of having a name that sounds like "Vulva"! Fantastic.
I wondered who would be the first to add the v.
What a surprise!
Funny I thought of uvula.
Dirty minx that one.
If there are any gynaecologist bloggers out there I'm sure they'll chip in.
Honestly, you try to open eyes to woodland walks and fresh shellfish and all people can come up with is peurility.
I'm not peurile. Oh no.
Maybe that post was you being gyna(kinda?) ecologist?
I'll stop there.
Yes, and I thought of uvula too. Uvula is such a fun word!
looks beautiful but what is langoustines ? Never heard of it....I'm trying to get away from replenishing calories myself, though I recognize the temptation.
That's purhtee...
This is very interesting site...
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