Corpach

Another day of blue skies and much heat but little wind until we got through the Corran Narrows when we got a bit of a blow right up the chuff.
So here we are, tied up inside the sea lock in view of Ben Nevis. But with the lurid attractions of Saturday night Corpach comes dissention within the ranks. The Cap'n wants to eat ashore and then retire to the boat. The mate wants to go on a bit. They take turns to lobby me on the sly. While I get another drink.
But to this postcardy scene, I've been using the ByPost app to ping postcards of my own choosing to the maw, and the shipmates sundry girlfriends, of course. Beezer! Though not great news for postcard sellers, I imagine. I'll keep it quiet.