Foula was the last of the outer islands I visited this year. Foula and Fair Isle - similar but as different as you can imagine. You have to feel theses islands. If you come to Foula, take your time. It is terrific but demanding hill walking country with cliffs towering more than 300m. Life follows a different schedule here not only metaphorically but sometimes even literally as some of their holidays are still set to the Julian calender.
After so many good opportunities for puffins and skuas, I intended to do more landscape than wildlife. That was a good decision as the bird population dropped quite a bit during the last years. I mean there are still many, many birds around, but it has changed. All the same Foula has the best Shag colony for photograpers I know on these islands, which would be reason enough to go there. My plan was easy, if it looked like a nice evening stay on the western coast for the sunset, the rest of the day stay on the east side with the shags, the harbour seals and the Foula sheep, a rare and unique breed.
Many thanks to Bryan for letting me use the Shogun, take care and next time we will have a dram together!