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We understand from the passage that, in summer, the island of Lewis ----.
The natives of the Lewis Island know wind –
sometimes too well. Every winter the Atlantic gales
come blasting across the northern tip of Scotland's
Outer Hebrides. The wind hardly slows down even
after striking land; in the island's marshy interior,
gusts regularly exceed 160kph. Everyone stays
indoors but the sheep. Tourists arrive in summer,
lured by mild temperatures and unspoiled
countryside; even so, there's rarely a calm day. “The
weather here is changeable”, says Nigel Scott,
spokesman for the local government. “But the wind is
constant”. The brutal climate could finally be Lewis's
salvation. The place has been growing poorer and
more desolate for generations, as young people seek
sunnier prospects elsewhere. But now the energy
industry has discovered the storm-swept island. The
multinationals AMEC and British Energy are talking
about plans to erect some 300 outsize wind turbines
across a few thousand hectares of moorland. If the
500 million-pound project goes through, the array will
be Europe's largest wind farm, capable of churning
out roughly 1 per cent of Britain's total electrical
needs – and generating some badly needed jobs and
cash for the people of Lewis.