Pedals and Pints: Cycling the Wild Heart of the Hebrides
By Tim Albinson
Ten days. Five friends. One unforgettable ride through the raw, windswept beauty of the Scottish Hebrides. Starting in Vatersay and ending at the Butt of Lewis, we cycled through a wild chain of islands — Barra, Uist, Harris, and Lewis — facing sideways rain, moody skies, and brutal headwinds. But with every soaked sock and steep climb came golden beaches, warm pubs, and unexpected kindness from locals.
We sheltered from storms over scallops and stories in Lochboisdale, swapped tales with Skye hillwalkers in Tarbert, and rode through landscapes that shifted from flat, flower-covered machair to Harris’ rugged mountain roads. There were ancient graveyards, empty churches echoing with wind, and views that stopped us in our tracks.
It wasn’t an easy ride — but it was a true one. The Hebrides didn’t promise comfort. They offered something better: grit, grace, and memories that will stay with us long after the salt fades from our skin.
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