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- Freisgill Coast -

Painting No. 91

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Descriptive Text and

Location Map of Painting

This picture is also available as Bookmark No. P91

Moine location

This remote and rugged stretch of coast, between the bothy at Freisgill and the cliffs of Whiten Head, is almost surreal in appearance.  Peat bogs at sea level fade into green, sheep-cropped turf, alongside beaches of white boulders which abut against layered rock which twist up into some of the highest sea-cliffs on Mainland Britain.  Strangely, younger rocks of Durness limestone and quartzites are overlain by older layers of Lewisian gneiss.  This anomaly is a consequence of the Moine Thrust, named for this area, and it makes this coast a geologist’s dream - or nightmare - depending on the calibre of the geologist!  Everywhere, the rock strata are folded and twisted, and gnawed by the sea into caves and arches and stacks.  In October, the rough beaches are strewn with Atlantic grey seals and their pups, whose mournful cries echo around the geos.  It is an untamed landscape, where a straggle of decayed fences and the old bothy only serve to enhance the sense of wildness.