The route is fairly straightforward. Follow the sheep tracks north from the lighthouse along the coastline. After 1 km from the start the path crosses a shallow gully. After another kilometre there is a rocky inlet and from here you can see the Old Man ahead of you. From there the way rises north-west along a the lower slopes of Sithean Mor (the big fairy hill) and then drops down the steep heathery slope at the north-west end of that hill, to reach a flat open terrace overlooking the Old Man of Stoer. If you want to, you can continue towards the headland.
You can either return the same way or go inland. For the inland route climb the gentle slope to the cairn on Sithean Mor. Head towards the radio mast which stands on the low hill-top to the south. There is a faint path to the mast passing by a small lochan before rising up to the mast. From there a vehicle track winds back to the start.
What to see:
Stoer peninsula holds a wealth of bird life. The sandstone cliffs are a nesting area for Fulmars, Kittiwakes and Black Guillemots. Arctic Skuas and Great Skuas (Bonxies) nest on the peat hummocks on the headland and Peregrines and Ravens patrol the seabird colonies on the look out for dinner.
Guillemots, Razorbills and Puffins can sometimes be seen in huge numbers from nearby Handa Island feeding below the cliffs. In the small caves along the jagged shoreline Rock Doves nest.
On a calm day there is no better place in Scotland to see Whales and Dolphins. Ten different species of cetaceans have been spotted from Stoer Point. The most common are Porpoises but, especially if you have binoculars, there is always a chance of seeing Minke Whales or a school of White-sided Dolphins. You may even be lucky and see pod of Killer Whales eyeing up the Grey Seals, which bask on the rocks below.
Where the sheep cannot feed, the cliffs are covered in Roseroot, Red Campion, Scots Lovage, Survey Grass and Sea Mayweed. Sometimes the cliffs are so steep they can only be botanised through binoculars.
Listen out for the Red-throated Divers flying overhead from the sea, carrying small fish to their young who will be tucked away on the smaller freshwater lochans.
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