Mull III: Amber Warning

It had rained more than I thought in the night. A keen student of Mull rain and water level indicators for my attempts at fishing the Bellart in summer spate I could see there was, well, a lot of water running everywhere. We headed to the lee shore of Loch Ba to try a walk there passing the Eas Fors waterfall in a state of majestic apoplexy, crashing down the rock steps and rushing over the long drop to the sea.

Loch Na Keal was hardly visible but luckily the low lying road to Knock was not flooded.. The first wooded section of the walk to Loch Ba was well sheltered and then we ran the gauntlet of swirling gusts and downdrafts of gale segments that sucked the lake chop into spectacular hurricanes of spindrift that raced away into the roar of the wind on the far shore. Later we did find shelter in the lee of the looming Bhein Mhor massif. The lack level was clearly risen as the volume of water entering was greater than that able to leave over the rocky lip of the outlet.


We returned to Tochtamor well stretched and blasted. But a great day nonetheless.