Hebridean Hop 6: Rodel

Thursday 2nd August 2018

St Clement’s Church, Rodel

On our first full day in Harris we followed the main road to its end at Rodel (Roghadal) and St Clement’s Church. Built in 1520, the church saw only 40 years of service before the Protestant Reformation, after which it fell into ruin. Rescued 250 years later by Captain Alexander Macleod, who then owned Harris, it is now maintained by Historic Scotland.

The Macleod tombs inside are richly carved, especially that of Alasdair “Crotach” (“humpback”) Macleod who had the church built. The carvings behind his tomb are intricate and include a birlinn (highland galley) setting sail and an angel casting incense to the winds.

Outside, there are interesting carvings too, including bulls’ heads, a man wearing a precursor of the kilt and a squatting female figure which looks more pagan than religious, perhaps a “sheela na gig”. Readers of a sensitive disposition need not follow the link!

This was the first of many graveyards we spent time in. Some of the stories told on the stones are heart-breaking. Here lies John (Iain) Morison, a noted hymn-writer. Later in the day, we visited Seallam! Visitor Centre, another excellent small museum with a large section on emigration (both voluntary and enforced). One of the panels tells the story of what happened to his widow and children after his death in 1852.

Or what about the MacDonald family with one son drowned at 11 and two of his siblings lost in young adulthood? Or Angus MacLean, pre-deceased by two wives and two children? Life was hard.

What next? A walk out to Renish Point. Here I am climbing away from the church. Perhaps you can detect a tiny bit of reluctance in my body language already? It looks clear enough here, but it was starting to rain.

From the top of the first hill, we could see our destination. Renish Point is the longer of the two headlands below.

The natives seemed friendly. Just as well, I don’t like the look of those horns.

For trudging over the boggy, tussocky headland, we were rewarded with extensive views as you can see. Or not.

Here I take my hat off to fellow blogger Andrew of An Oldie Outdoors who preceded us to the Outer Hebrides, but in the opposite direction and on foot. The weather was not always kind to him and he made the ironic phrase “extensive views” his own. Many of the walks we did were on the Hebridean Way and tended to be as boggy as this one. I could not do this day after day carrying my belongings and knowing I had to rely on my feet to get me to my bed for the night. I use the word “bed” in a fairly loose way. I don’t count beds in tents as beds.

As for us, we got ourselves back to Rodel as quickly as possible, stopping to admire its small harbour before we left. Our guidebook refers to the “former” Rodel Hotel here, but we were pleased to see it was being restored – another indication of the upsurge of tourism and increase in prosperity on the islands.

Returning to the car, we made that stop at Seallam! mentioned earlier. (Seallam means welcome in Gaelic, and it certainly was.)

Then it was back to Scarista House to dry out, eat a delicious dinner and sleep in those comfy, comfy beds again. No, roughing it is definitely not for me!

67 thoughts on “Hebridean Hop 6: Rodel

  1. rosemaylily2014 October 6, 2018 / 14:39

    Roughing it is certainly not for me either Anabel! What hard lives those people had back in the day – such tragedy too. Of course I had to follow that link – you certainly learn something new each day!

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  2. Dr Sock October 6, 2018 / 05:07

    The carvings in the tomb are fascinating and quite intricate. I enjoyed reading the information on the Sheela-na-gig that you linked to.

    Jude

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    • Anabel @ The Glasgow Gallivanter October 6, 2018 / 08:34

      We spent quite a while there: it’s such an interesting little church. My only regret is you couldn’t go up the tower, possibly it’s no longer safe.

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  3. Jessica (Diverting Journeys) September 26, 2018 / 14:35

    Those are unusually detailed headstones – fascinating but sad. I wish all headstones provided that much information, especially the one for my grandpa’s older brother, who died at the age of 5, which I discovered the last time I was home. I’m trying to work out what he died from (which I know could be just about anything in pre-antibiotic days), because he’s surrounded by other young children who died around the same time, but I haven’t been able to find evidence of any particular epidemic in Cleveland that year.

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  4. Jemima Pett September 25, 2018 / 21:30

    Those pics certainly remind me that it’s not all sweetness and light up there 🙂

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  5. Ann Coleman September 23, 2018 / 23:53

    Sometimes it is so hard to read the tombstones and the stories at cemeteries, even though they do provide a fascinating look at history.

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  6. Marcia Strykowski September 23, 2018 / 15:20

    How do you ever find so many gorgeous places to visit? I find headstone stories fascinating, too. And that ram is amazing!

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  7. Kim of Glover Gardens September 23, 2018 / 14:26

    I love the way you brought the cemetery stories into your post and made the reader feel present to experience them.

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  8. Jonno September 23, 2018 / 13:02

    No thanks to camping, totally with you on that. Rodel looks so interesting, so much history.

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