The Quiraing Expedition

The 5 trepid explorers met at the house of Uig Jo for a caffeine-containing potion and a tasty home-made date slice. As we sped through the valley of the River Rha in the luxury Mercedes we passed an old man in shorts and a deerstalker hat. Many miles later he strode casually by us on the Quiraing and we managed to hold back from pushing him over the edge.

Looking south, left to right: Loch Leum na Luirginn, Loch Cleat, Cleat, Dun Dubh.

Cnoc a Mheirlich, from the north east.

Looking north east, Cnoc a Mheirlich in the foreground, the Prison sloping up in the background.

The cliffs of Maoladh Mor on the left.

With admirable nonchalance, the group leader goes to the aid of a U3Aer encountering difficulties on a steep rock face.

Twixt Needle and Prison.

The Needle

A rock goblin running along the cliff top (according to our group leader).

Two rock creatures guard an entrance to the underworld.

Looking down at Staffin beach.



It was time for elevenses and a lecture by our resident geology graduate Dunvegan Judy on the geology of Trotternish. This was slightly in need of updating as her degree is apparently Precambrian and major geological events have occurred in the meantime. This was followed by a geology quiz featuring questions on the structure of the Earth. Uig Jo won the first prize, a not too badly dented tin of Co-op baked beans, and runner up Judy was presented with a rather hard organic pear. A query was floated as to the origin of the strange sloping structures shown below.

Cleat and Dun Dubh in the foreground, Beinn Edra in the background. Group leader Uig Jo, demonstrated the mechanism whereby these rock formations arose by pushing my sandwich box so that the bird, flower, and butterfly books perched precarioulsy thereon, collapsed into a slope. Once again, the devastating, incisive intellect of our group leader had cut through a complex, seemingly insoluble problem like a hedge trimmer through rice pudding (with a blob of strawberry jam, stirred so that everything goes pink). In the mere flick of a finger on a sandwich box she said "the underlying sedimentary rocks have collapsed under the weight of the basalt, tipping everything sideways to form the distinctive landslips".


On the way back we clambered through heather and bog up the 300-metre high Reieval, sustaining significant midge injuries in the process, to gain a beautiful view of Uig Bay and the north west Trotternish plain, and across Loch Snizort to Waternish and the Outer Hebrides. Finally we were given lemonade back in Uig and sent on our way with mounds of giant cabbage leaves and spinach.

A spiffing day out which not only added to our cabbage coffers but also expanded still further our ever-expanding knowledge of the geological world.

Coral Beach Lava

This photo from Louise shows a rock on Coral Beaches. It looks to me like basalt lava, highly eroded by the sea. There are of course whole cliffs of basalt lava at Talisker Bay but that's quite a distance away, so it would be interesting to know whether there is a lot of basalt lava under the sands at Coral Beaches and, if so, why there are no laval cliffs here as at Talisker Bay

U3A Geology Group and the case of the missing Pahoehoe Lava

18th June

The expedition set out from the House of Sheena at Portnalong where we were plied with elder flower cordial on a terrace set in a sea of ferns as the sun hurled down trillions of shimmering photons on us heads from an azure blue sky. The road to Talisker Bay led us through a desolate moorland along Gleann Oraid and we emerged at the hamlet of Talisker in cool glow of episodic drizzle.

Talisker Bay


The search then began for the pahoehoe lava which Jo had seen Tony Robinson reveal in this very bay in the Channel 4 series Building Britain, and Bruce contributed enthusiastically depite being severely castigated for leaving his sandwiches in the car.

Life on a wall of lava

Preshal More, a solidified mass of lava from the central chamber of a long since eroded volcano

Fool's pahoehoe in the sand

Beneath the laval tsunami

It was like the quest for the dinosaur's footprint all over again. The entire area was scoured but there was no sign of ropy lava or ripply rocks. Was it under sand or seaweed, was it all a hoax? The party grew restless.

The mission dissolved in a wave of  frustration and recriminations. Had they but known how close they were to finding that rare, ripply, elusive treasure that is pahoehoe lava.

Camas Malag and Elgol

We had a smashing sunny day for this trip. On the B8083 down from Broadford we made the first stop at the side of Loch Cill Chriosd.

 Beinn na Caillich in the Red Hills; a tertiary granite intrusion with a rounded summit and attired in pink scree. Apparently these hills are rounded because the mica and feldspar in granite are readily degraded into clay minerals.

Beinn Dearg (Red Mountain) (ditto)

And then on to Camas Malag, near Torrin

The Torrin Skye marble quarry. The marble is formed from the metaphorphosis of Durness limestone under the influence of heat and fluids from a granite intrusion. Much of the marble is ground up for use in agriculture and construction. Notice the Cuillin Hills (Black Cuillin) in the background to the west.

     Left to right - Beinn na Cro and Beinn Dearg?

                                               Stuff at Camas Malag, on the shore of Loch Slappin

Looking north west over the top of Loch Slappin to the Black Cuillin, a series of igneous intrusions that form the base of an eroded volcano which had spewed forth basalt lava millions of years ago. Note that, unlike the Red Cuillin, the tops are not rounded.

                                                          Elgol, on the shore of Loch Scavaig

A sandstone outcrop

                      Looking north to the south end of the Black Cuillin