“Thou who dwellest
In the heights above
O succour us in the depths below…
May the clouds hide us,
May the moon shine on the foe…”
From ‘Dunvegan Sea-Hymn’ by Kenneth Macleod
The Storr Rock, said to take its name from Facaill Storach, meaning a bucks tooth, is a rocky hill on the Trotternish peninsula of Skye about five miles from Portree. Storr is the highest point of the ridge of mountains that form the backbone of Trotternish, with the ‘Old Man of Storr’ at its foot. The ‘Old Man’ lost his head in a storm about half a century ago, but remains impressive nonetheless.
There are a number of myths about the ‘Old Man’, involving magicians, giants, brownies and fairies.
I had a very enjoyable morning climbing to the base of him, with spectacular views all the way – the Western Mainland, Gairloch, Lochcarron, the hills of Affaric and much of Skye lay spread out before me.
The area in front of the Storr is known as the Sanctuary, a place peppered with many beautiful rock pinnacles. Like the ‘Old Man’ himself, this place seemed wonderfully peaceful. With Skye being so full of stories of Little People and strange happenings I assumed there must be something about this place, but, having done some research, thus far all I have is a hunch and a vivid memory of feeling very safe and watched over.
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