Pabay is an island in the Inner Sound
of Skye, north of Broadford
. It lies south of Longay
and east of the larger Scalpay
The island is formed of fossil-containing limestone
, with some mica
, named Pabba Shale. It forms a flat plateau with cliffs on the North and East shores. The surrounding low reefs encroach on its shores and double the area at low water.
Dean Monro in 1549 gave the following description:
At the shore of Skye foresaid, lies an isle called Pabay, near one mile in length, full of woods, good for fishing, and a main shelter for thieves and cut-throats, it pertains to MackinnonClan MacKinnonClan Mackinnon or Clan Fingon is a Highland Scottish clan associated with the islands of Mull and Skye, in the Inner Hebrides.Popular tradition gives the clan a Dalriadic Gaelic origin. The 19th century historian W. F. Skene named the clan as one of the seven clans of Siol Alpin - who according to...
Pabay was inhabited in the 19th century.
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