Bonnie Scotland

Up that road north again, the country looking beautiful beyond belief from the bus windows. After a brief stop at Fort William, it was onto the wee bus across Corran to Salen and 7pm found me tied up (the boat!) on a berth in Tobermory (impossible now not to call it “Tobes” having heard it once). I’d called the P&K trip off as I was nervous that K was, well, nervous actually. So here I was all alone again looking out over the water, my book on Cochrane back in my hands and my eyelids getting verrrreee heavy. Can’t complain!