There are no trees on the island. We were there in mid-summer and there were times when the wind and rain scoured your face. But we were lucky. The sun shone. We could imagine winter though with storms raging through.
It made you wonder why the Neolithic humans had set this up as a major centre. It must have had great spiritual significance.
The desolate beauty of the place was immediate. It was special. The light had a magical quality. The land was flat and the colours delicate.