Smoo Cave

Smoo Cave. You know it’s going to have something about it, just from the name :) Though it’s supposedly one of those daft names like River Avon that means the same thing twice. Perhaps that makes it even better.

Although it should be a pretty remote spot, there were a good deal of tourists stopping here, some in massive buses having come all the way from Austria. But somehow, the site’s just about escaped being over-domesticated. There are fences to stop you falling to your doom, and some nice interpretation boards next to the car park. But the balance seems alright.

Firstly, up on the land, there’s Allt Smoo, a babbling stream that disappears suddenly into a hole in the ground in an alarming way (for fans of the mysterious karst feature, that’s the origin of part of the caves). That’s quite a strange thing to see. And then you can wander down many steps into the curiously long inlet from the sea (Geodha Smoo) and into the massive cave entrance itself to see the golden-brown peaty water emerging back out into the world. You can’t help imagining what such a huge interior space would seem like to anyone from countless centuries who’d have never otherwise been in such a place. Today we’ve been to big halls, shopping centres and so on and rather take it for granted. But this would be something quite novel. Not that you yourself are likely to have been in such a big sea cave before, it’s said to be the largest in Britain. So you’ll be impressed, but possibly in a different way.

Once inside the cave you can pad around on the earth floor looking up at the strange shapes of the rocks above you, but then you can hear the sound of the water pouring in from the stream, and you are drawn to the narrow entrance into the next part of the cave. In this smaller chamber there’s some natural light that spills down with the waterfall, and the noise from the water is very loud. It’s rather impressive and elemental. Everywhere smells mossy and earthy and damp.

The waterfall chamber is completely flooded, and you’re only there easily because of a little platform that’s been built. It would be quite something else to have had to paddle or wade through to see it in the gloom. You might have felt a little reticent.

There are even further chambers, as Carl mentions. They’re lit up with amber light in my photo. But I just can’t imagine wanting to have ventured in there with a burning torch, ducking under the low rocks. I’m a bit of a coward when it comes to dark, enclosed, water-filled underground places. I don’t think that’s too unreasonable.

If the people who lived here in prehistoric times thought Strange Things about this unusual place, I wouldn’t be surprised. They may have just thought it was cool. Which would be fair enough.