Sunshine on Scarista

After breakfast this morning the four of us followed the track towards Toe Head to the point where the waves were crashing onto the sand of Scarista. We stopped along the route to look at lambs, remains of neolithic settlements, and an abandoned feldspar quarry. My blip is of Bella, Mr hazelh and David heading home for (even more) Catan and soup for lunch.

On our last evening here we have enjoyed the company of neighbours Norman and Graham for drinks, a meal of moussaka, and an early night.

The final score for holiday Catan was four wins for me, two for Bella, and one for Mr hazelh.

Exercise today: walking 10,954 steps.