Claire and I arrived the night before Hon and Matthew’s wedding on the Aisle of Skye and celebrated alongside them the entire weekend. Together, we braved a serious downpour (I’m talking freezing sideways rain, clothing fully soaked, running home to put our clothes in the drier, sort of downpour), forcing us to bail mid-trek up the Old Man Of Storr. In the face of such adversity on their wedding day, Hon and Matthew were nothing but excited; they were just happy to be married. My kind of people. The rain eventually passed and we then headed out to the beautiful Fairy Glen to watch them exchange vows surrounded by their best friends on a hill in the sky.
We ended the night with a solid home-cooked meal, wrapping it up with the best game of Telestrations one could possibly imagine. And Scotch, lots of Scotch.
Here’s a few images from our adventure. Lots of rain, hiking, sheep, laughing, and the natural beauty of Skye. Counting down the days until we’d be lucky enough to go back.
Isle of Skye, Scotland. UK.