As we had a bit of time and a wonderful sunny day we too the long walk around the northern end of Iona which is the roughest and loneliest part of the island. The feeling was wonderful – no people, just sun, wind and nature.

The stone is carved by the never ending winds and rain

with all kind of small vegetation clinging to it

Often dead, often quite alive

the upper layer is always very small and thin – so not too many domestic animals

the little mountaineer before her victory

View from the north end

and once more the mountain Ursi conquered

Granite in every direction

with views towards Iceland

Vegetation, vegetation…

rocks, rocks…

guess what – coastline, coastline

Very beautiful and no ( 0 ) people around

waves crashing into the shoreline

That was a bigger one

relicts of a meal

sentimental views

Magnificent forms

and final breaks before heading back

On the way we discovered something the wind together with the rain had formed

beautiful light and mood

mussels growing in the cracks

and on the rocks

more sand blown around

finally on the way back to Ursi’s accommodation we come along the graveyard which is very beautiful

I love this headstone