Tobermory bus ride

The light is amazing here, sharp and clean.
Because the conditions were really good for sailing to Oban, and the forecast was too, we took a bus ride round the island instead. This is what confident sailors do. The forecast said same tomorrow, anyway, when we would do our best for Oban, or the marina across the water.
We went to the southern end of the island. Because a caravan had slipped off the road at an overtaking lay bye, the bus was delayed so long that we caught the same bus back having quickly bought a sandwich and had a wee. By the way, Scotland doesn't accept English bus passes. Grim, isn't it?

The roads are narrow with passing places. The bus drivers were
brilliant.

A light supper during the evening was
possible. Although we had to wear
an extra layer.

Look closely - a warning about otters
crossing the road.

As good as the Mediterranean. Apart from temperature.

The road to one of the ferries. We thought that the
bus was going to board it, but it was just to pick up
passengers

The pontoon where Astonel lay quiet,
waiting for us to return.

It is an entertaining island, for geologists, artists, eagle watchers and sailors, because it is dotted with dead volcanoes, has unbelievably blue sea, loads of eagles all shimmying around on the thermals, and boats everywhere.
So it's just a photo gallery -

The Mediterranean thing again.

In places there are smooth beaches, in others, just steep rocks/

Five miles inland, the end of the loch.

Workboat with lens reflections (sorry about them).