Isle of Ulva - "A world apart"
After two (+3 hour) trains, one commercial Calmac ferry, one drive over land and one final passenger ferry, the first thing I do (after a cuppa obviously) when I get home whatever the weather is chuck on the west coast gear (wellies & waterproofs), head outside and inhale the crystal clear west coast Scottish air!
Situated on the wild west coast of Scotland just off the Isle of Mull, lies the Isle of Ulva, approximately eight square miles of woodland, shore, farmland, and moorland. There are around 6 full-time residents on the island.
My brother and I were lucky enough to have been brought up on this idyllic island and lived there full time until we headed off to university. This meant days filled with building endless unsuccessful tree huts, going on daily muddy adventures to exploring the island, seeing what had washed up on the shores, or assisting our father with the never ending Island upkeep. Going to primary school involved taking a small ferry across to Mull and trekking half a mile come rain come hail to Ulva Primary (lucky for us bad weather meant no school which was a regular occurrence in winter!).
From London it takes around 10 hours to get the Ulva in the same time you could fly to China, because of this Ulva has remained a secret gem of the British Isles and may it continue to be so!
The true Ulva experiences
Being trapped on the island while a storm passes through
Enjoying the endlessly long summer nights
A hot bath after a long/wet day out on the hill
A bracing swim down the Avenue on a warm summer evening
A night row across the ferry, the bio-luminescent is a pretty magical sight!