The Butt of Lewis

 Judging by past experience rhe Butt of Lewis is the sort of place which, even on a fine day, requires heavy oiter garments to combat the cold and a lean angle of 60% to combat the wind.  Imagine my amazement last Wednesday to find that one could stand there in a sleeveless shirt and not have to keep brushing one's hair from one's eyes.   (OK,. if I'm honest it's a long time since I had enough hair to need to brush it from eyes but you get the picture...)