Handa (Scottish Gaelic: Eilean Shannda) is an island off the west coast of  Sutherland north west Scotland. The island’s name Handa is of mixed Gaelic and Norse origin and means “island at the sandy river”.

Handa island Scotland
Approaching Handa from South West




Torridonian sandstone cliffs rise from the Atlantic to create the island of Handa. Each summer, nearly 100,000 seabirds breed on Handa, including internationally important numbers of guillemots, razorbills and great skuas.

Handa is 309 hectares (1.19 sq. mi) and 123 metres (404 ft) at its highest point. Handa is made from layers of Torirdonian sandstone set aside from the mainland ancient gneiss by the Sound of Handa.

In early times Handa was used as a burial ground by people from the mainland so as to avoid the graves being dug up by wolves. Handa had a similar social governance approach as developed on St Kilda and Mingulay with the oldest widow being ‘Queen’ and the men holding parliament to allocate the daily work. Handa had a population of 65 in 1841 but like many locations the potato famine of 1848 forced an evacuation to Nova Scotia. Handa has remained uninhabited since then with the ruins and still discernible form of lazy beds as testament to the industry and labour of past hardy folks.

Scottish Wildlife Trust Nature Reserve

The island is of national importance for its birdlife and maritime vegetation, and is a Scottish Wildlife Trust nature reserve, a Site of Special Scientific Interest (SSSI), and a Special Protection Area (SPA). Handa also forms part of the North-West Sutherland national scenic area, one of 40 such areas in Scotland.
A small ferry sails to Handa from Tarbet on the mainland and boat trips operate to it from Fanagmore. The island receives around 5,000 visitors per annum.

Our visit by yacht

We had sailed from nearby Oldany Island to Handa, arriving to its south west facing sheer cliffs. The west coast of Scotland was at its ‘bluest best.’ Handa rose sheer out of the sea, layer after layer of ancient Torridonian sandstone stacked upwards to a verdant and vegetated top fringe. I nudged the boat to the foot of the cliffs as close as I dared, and we lay drifting in the slight swell that had wandered across the Minch.

Handa island cliffs from a yacht
Approach on Trade Winds

Gordon, Ranald and I were almost speechless as we soaked up the grandeur of the surroundings. Handa is known for its geology and wildlife. Both were on show that day. Thousands of birds swooped and spiralled on the thermals from the cliffs and to our right seals sunbathed on sandstone slabs just proud of sea level. The place was alive with wildlife in a surrounding of pure unspoilt natural grandeur.

Handa island cliffs
The hard edge of Handa

Anchor in Traigh an Tempull Bay

We motor sailed along the shoreline passing Traigh Scourie Bay and Port an Eilein rounding the headland into the Sound of Handa. Our aim was to anchor in Traigh an Tempull Bay. The bay is noted in pilot books as the only safe anchorage on the island.  The reader is reminded to maintain a vigilance due to the tides and over falls that run within the Sound. To our disappointment two other yachts were anchored in the bay leaving us with limited choices in what is a shallow bay. We dropped our anchour and settled in the calm water. Only 30 meters or so behind us it was clear to see the tidal movement of the water rushing northwards on the incoming tide. After waiting a short to make sure we were secure on the anchour the three of us set off for shore in the rubber dinghy.

Trimaran at anchor in bay
Trade Winds sits at anchor

Handa is visited by over 5,000 people a year

Handa is visited by over 5,000 people a year and that day was a busy day as we landed on the wonderful sandy beach sharing it with thirty-or-so others who were waiting for the ferry back to the mainland. We did not hang around for long and we set off through the dunes to explore the rest of the island in peace. My plan was to run around the island so left the others and set off along the south shore to do a clockwise circumnavigation of Handa. I passed the wardens bothy and followed what was a very well-maintained path out towards the tops of the cliffs we had earlier passed in Trade Winds.

Rangers bothy Handa Island Reserve
Handa island reserve bothy

On the way I encountered several groups coming back in from their walk and making for the last ferry of the day. A ranger approached me asking if I was on the ferry, she was the sweeper making sure no-one would miss it and be left stranded on the island. Assuring her I was on a yacht she set off looking to herd up any errant visitors. I did have smile to myself as to her enquiry and everyone else I had encountered that day had binoculars, small back packs and looked every part the ‘twitcher’ in their perfect paradise. As for me, I was in running shoes, shorts and sporting a bum bag. Not your archetypical twitcher.

The path gave way to a ribbon of board walk that stretched and snaked its way across the grassland and on out of sight. I had never run on such a sound and long board walk!

Boardwalk on Handa island
Boardwalk ribbon

I stopped at what we had from the sea-view called window rock. The arched square gap in the cliff face was as impressive form inland as it had been from the seaward side.

Sunlight on cliffs Handa island
A glimpse through the window to sea

Handa in all its natural glory

The following 30 minutes of running were quite inspiring passing precipitous cliffs that teemed with birdlife. In places creeping flat on my belly inching as close as I dared to the sheer drop. The island of Handa presents a mass of bare stone to the prevailing westerly weather. Blocks of sandstone had succumbed to the incessant weathering and lay proud of their surroundings. Others lay awash in the surf. Perhaps fallen from the cliff face or the remnants of a great sea stack of the past. Handa, in places stood sound and un-bowing to the prevailing weather.  100m of sheer cliff was testament to the solidity of this place.  In others a shambles of surrendered sandstone cubes and slabs lay tumbled down into the water.

Handa island view from top of cliffs
Freshwater clifftop lochan


Sanstone blocks Handa island
Square slabs of stone
Handa Island geology
Sandstone blocks on south shore


Handa boulder on cliffs
Only ‘Time’ can explain


Handa Island sea cliffs
Cliff wall face

Handa is home to the UK’s largest population of guillemot, enormous numbers of razorbill and kittiwake with a supporting cast of four other gull species, , shag, puffin, black guillemot and Arctic and great skua.

Handa island puffins and razorbill
Multi-storey Handa style

The famous sea-stack; Stacc An T’Seabhaig stood tall, whitened by guano of the Razorbills that occupied every ledge and nook. I sat on the dry grassy top watching the Puffins and Razorbills swoop and soar.

Handa island
Sea cliffs with Razorbill colony

I could have lain there for some time, but I had committed to a return time and did not want to cause any concern by being late. I set off on a grass path lined with builders’ bags, soon, no doubt to be hard graft laboured into a grit path.

Handa island path works
Hard labour awaits


Handa island scottish island looking north
Weathered boulder keeps watch to the north

The return leg across the middle of the island was a delight. Slightly downhill most of the way and on parts a boardwalk. All under a bright late afternoon sun in surroundings that could only inspire. Over to the left was one of Hand’s six freshwater lochans, each devoid of any fish.

Freshwater loch on Handa island
Top lochan on Handa


Path on Handa Island
Pathway from top of island running back to the Bothy

My only disappointment was that my earlier encounter with the Rangers had them advise they would prefer me not to head up to the summit of the island.  The reason being there was not designated path to the top. I did have a momentary defiant thought but then concluded that would it not be the end of the world not to summit Handa. Handa had after all provided such a spectacular day from sea-level, path, board walk running, arresting cliffs and a quite inspiring array of birdlife. I was happy. I made my way back to join the others on the beach that was now deserted with only he three of us along the with footprints of the multitudes that came before us.

Handa island beach
After the crowds had gone leaving only footprints
Handa island Teampull Beach
A peaceful Teampull Beach


Hnada island Teampull Beach
West coast colours

We paddled back out to Trade Winds and made our way on a following wind to Loch Laxford for the evening.

Final Thought

I cannot praise highly enough the condition of Handa and the level of meticulous and passionate care that is self-evident on the island.  More information about the island, the Scottish Wildlife Trust and their work is available on the website here.

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