I was very lucky this morning. It rained for the best part of the night. By dawn it was looking a little brighter so I decided to walk round the head of the loch to investigate the harbour.
The French couple camping next door decided to join us for the wander. They were both dressed in white jeans so I decided to smarten myself up. There was always the chance of her husband falling in the sea and getting himself swallowed by a whale. Off I set in clean shirt and cargo trousers…mine aren’t white but a muddy brown colour. I have found it’s no bad thing to buy clothes in shades of brown and grey, preferably with a pattern.
I’d only completed half a mile of beach and I was already looking grubby. I don’t know how the French manage to keep so clean. Their clothes must be made out of special material.
The French turned back here as it had started raining again. It was also hellish hot and humid, not nice at all.
This is the War memorial and it is in a wonderful place, the second picture is the view from it with the Isle of Skye on the horizon.
The pub here is dog friendly so we’ll dine out tonight. Rare things are dog friendly pubs in Scotland.
That’s all for today.