This is the ancient Drovers track that runs up the side of our croft, providing access to the common grazings on the hill behind us for the people of the village and their sheep.
It’s a path not much used these days except for occasional walkers, but once upon a time it was clearly well used judging by the width of it.
I love how the heather embankments enclose and protect it, creating a sunken lane in the landscape. The colours of purple, gold, russet and green in the low autumn sunlight are beautiful.
There is one lone tree (I will need to check what this is) bravely growing through the hedging, and standing proud despite the predominant winds with no company for shelter.
My eyes are usually drawn the other way, to the South, to our view of the Sound and the mountains beyond, but there is an equal if more understated beauty in the hills to the north of us.
Autumn in Skye is a truly stunning season.
Two weeks to go and the anticipation is almost painful.
All photos by kind permission of the wonderful Sara Louise Taylor @sara_louise_taylor on Instagram.
Ravencroft Skye 
I had to read this one out of turn; the mind image of hundreds of generations of people driving their sheep to the Summer grounds on that track is very strong. I love the photo too.
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One day soon, once we’re on the land, I’ll take some pictures of the lazy beds on the hill behind the croft. People must have worked that land gb or generations and their mark is still there in the soil
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So the land does remember us.
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It does 🙂
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