We arrived in the dark. On a boat. It missed the pier and had to spin round and go back out to sea before trying again. It was all very exciting.
Port Askaig, Islay:
So, the five of us – four humans, 1 canine – went to bed in a lovely old house and awoke to sunshine and a eucalyptus tree.
We ate breakfast. We unpacked. We ran about on golden beaches…
and had our cares blasted away by the wind on rocky shores.
There was much fireside sitting and eating and laughing and talk.
History was explored. The Kildalton High Cross and church:
The Seat of the Lordship of the Isles at Finlaggan in the soft island rain:
Then, refreshed and de-stressed, it was back on the ferry to the mainland, though the view there is of Jura:
We passed Kilchurn Castle on Loch Awe:
And walked between weather-battered oak trees on our way home.