Misty Mountain Hop

A bit of a grey day after an early bit of sunshine. So a wee pooter over to the north side of Sleat to Tarskavaig, Tokavaig and Ord. Indeed. I was scouting for possible sources of mussels,  aware that it was high tide so we wouldn’t be getting any. Stupid to have left my welly boots by the front door.
We also stopped in at the local stores and looked at their meagre supplies. Venison stir-fry it is then. And being in good entertaining dad mode, we watched Die Hard in the evening. I’d never seen it before, so that’s that ticked off. What a load of bilge it is. A feel good murderfest for Christmas. Still, quite entertaining.