Day12

I guess you could say, the crew need a day out in the hills just to relieve the disappointment of equipment failing. So a look at the tourist information board decides where to go. We go to Callanish, pre-historic standing stones around 5000 years old. Archaeological excavation at the site has determined a construction period as early as 3400BC and palaeoclimatology studies have shown that the ring’s use as an astronomical observation ended around 1500BC.
They are amongst the most important in Europe. The ring of Callanish is part of a cluster of some twenty megalithic ruins within a 2 mile radius. Exactly how and why the prehistoric builders used the rings we may never know, some point at a sacred temple function as well as astronomy, however there is also a hint offered by an old legend which states Callanish to be an auspicious place to consummate a marriage…?!
Well, it did feel kind of special there…
I actually had a better time listening Dave talk geology. I have to say had great day, reminded me of home and the hills of Donegal, as we wandered around the desolate wind-swept moors.
A swim of course was next and this time Emma joined and we dived in amongst a forest of seaweed, much to the screams of the girls (including me). A seaweed known as mermaids locks was everywhere and it was kind of creepy having these strings twist and turn around your body as you swam… reminded me of invasion of the body snatchers… although I didn’t say that out loud (Helena was frightened enough I feel). Therese and I decided to sing, ‘Tequila’… just sort of happened… I wonder what tunes these prehistoric builders sang when they built the ring... mmm