The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

From our holiday home on Mull, we had amazing views looking out to sea. In the distance, between and beyond Ulva and the towering headland, the isle of Iona was often prominently sun-lit like a jewel on the horizon. It whispered daily, calling us to its sacred shores.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

On Mull, the morning had started grey, brooding and uncertain and the weather forecast for Iona wasn’t promising. We set off, journeying south west to the Ross of Mull, through scenic crofting, farming and fishing villages, through Bunessan and to the port of Fionnphort, where we would catch the ferry to Iona. As we travelled, we noticed the sky brightening and by the time we reached Fionnphort we were greeted with a beautiful blue sky and sunshine.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

We took the short ferry crossing to Iona and on our approach it was clear that there was something remarkable and mystical about this isle surrounded by the most incredible aqua-blue water.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

After disembarking from the ferry, we were immediately in the central hub of Iona’s pretty village. I felt instantly at home here.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

After a delicious meal at The Argyll, we took the well-walked path to the beach, passing galleries, tearooms, shops, and ancient landmarks as we went, vowing to visit each on our return from exploring Iona’s famous white-blond sands.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The unexpected and welcoming clear sky intensified the aqua-blues and turquoise of the sea. Skylarks soared singing their summer song loud and clear, and I heard the unmistakable ‘krek-krek’ of the ever-elusive corncrakes. A first for me.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

Though cool for June, we went barefoot to the crystal clear water, and enjoyed paddling in the rock pools.

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The white sands, colourful pebbles, and ancient rock of mostly Lewisian Gneiss contributed to the sense of having found paradise…

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

The Sacred Isle of Iona

Iona is a place seemingly unaffected by the world’s weary woes. It has a magical energy as if it exists in some other dimension. I, for one, was most reluctant to leave.