This golden sweep of sand has no business being here. It should be in the South Pacific, the crowning glory of a palm-fringed paradise. But no, it’s here on a remote Scottish island, leaving me, my partner and our daughter deliriously happy. Not just because it’s one of the most beautiful stretches of sand I’ve set foot on, but because it’s almost completely deserted.
Welcome to my family break on the Isle of Harris, one of the six principal islands of the Outer Hebrides archipelago (the others being Lewis, North Uist, South Uist, Benbecula, and Barra) – a place we reach via train and road trips with cinematic views, a walk up one of Britain’s most beautiful hills on the Isle of Skye, and a ferry journey across a sea strait we’ll discover is a dolphins’ playground.
