30th May 2006, his sisters birthday, yes I took my daughter out stoning on her birthday.
Metal rods hold up the passage,not nice, floors quite shiny from countless shuffling knees though which is nice.
As requested any time left at the end of our Hebridean balls up be spent at Callanish, with added tourists for a more realistic look.
But the stones are so big that they scare off any non stone heads and the remaining people can be cunningly hidden behind the large stones.
Standing stone dead centre-ish, from across the bridge at the big stones.
First view of the stones coming from the mainland, such as it is, of Lewis.
The big eroded smooth outcrop surely proves that the other half the circle hasn’t fallen into the sea.
Gary by the water, from Phillipa on the hill.
Lewisian Gneiss, up to 3 billion years old, and the only documented “magical rock”.
I made that last one up.
Remnants of a cairn survive in the middle of Gary, a bit like Callanish.
Main Callanish stones right behind furthest right hand stone.
looking back on Gary from up near Phillippa
There was just no easy way to get to these stones with anything like efficiency, at least two fences needed to be crossed, so we went elsewhere, this isn’t the only place I’ve never been.