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| A1 pic nice hallway! |
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| On the way to catch the ferry |
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| A1 took this pic of he hill we were to climb later |
Anyway we caught the 12 o'clock ferry and I stood on the top the whole way over to Iona trying to soak up as much of the feeling as I could. Myself and A1 walked to the golf course to visit the nice beach I had seen while playing golf. E and A2 were to get a taxi up to the golf course and meet us there. However, the taxi did not answer the phone, perhaps because it was a local holiday? Anyway after E and A2 asked in the shop about the taxi, a very nice customer offered to take them in his car. This was typical of the friendly attitude of all the locals. So we all met up at the golf course. E and A2 wandered down to the beach (about hole 5) and myself and A1 went right towards hole 11 and the beach. As we set off we could see the local cattle had decided to go eat on the golf course so we skirted round them to get to the wonderful beach 10 minutes right along the coast line.
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| A1 artistic shot of ferry returning to Mull |
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| A1 shot of golf course on way to beach |
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| Beach cam (artistic?) |
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| On the beach |
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| Wow |
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| The top |
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| That is our shadow down there |
We were (as usual) by ourselves and as you can see from the photos it is pretty special. As we returned the cows were on the 12th fairway (I wonder how we would have dealt with this during a game of golf?)
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| Those cows |
We had decided that myself and A2 would like to climb the hill behind the Abbey while A1 and E took a leisurely stroll down to the cafe next to the ferry where we were to meet before catching the ferry home.
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| A1 getting artistic again on way to cafe |
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| A1 scone nice! |
The walk to the bottom of this hill was a bit longer than I had thought (typical of me I know). To help things along I took the rucksack that A2 had been carrying. It was very heavy .. suspiciously heavy (I said nothing and neither did A2) . Walk past the Abbey quite a way then next to a group of houses follow the sign left from the road, 600m to the summit. We met a couple coming down, they told us that it was similar to the lake district. The path to the top was steepish but short enough to get from bottom to top in about 10 minutes. The view from the top was impressive and we were pleased we made the effort.
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| A1 snap of hill |
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| View from the top to Staffa (Zoom in) |
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| Some weather on the horizon |
We met a guy on the top asking where North was as he was looking for a lost well. We pointed him in the direction of Staffa (North) and descended quickly. A2 navigated through the Abbey down to the path along the shore back to the ferry where we all met up in the cafe.
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| One of my fave snaps on the way back for soup. I just like the colours! |
It was time for soup before catching the 4 o'clock ferry back to Mull for the last time. Again I stood on top to soak up the ferry feeling (sigh).
On return to the house it was time for a bit of packing and getting bikes on roofrack as we had an early-ish start in the morning. We were feeling sorry for ourselves. Now, A2 had collected some sea food from the beach earlier in the week and had decided that he was going to eat it on the last day and meet us at the pub after we had eaten. Strangely no-one else could be tempted to eat with A2. As we arrived at the pub we were informed that the pub was not serving food (we had forgotten this...) so after a pint and crisps, back to the house to eat every last piece of food in the fridge. The makeshift meal was fine and it meant that no scraps were left.
We knew we had had a great time and this was the end, we all felt glum. One last night with the wonderful view of beach, tide and ferry (or not). Oh well what a holiday... one last Zzzz....