The Little Bay or Oban sits on a perfect horseshoe shaped bay with the Isle of Mull in the distance. The mountains of Morvern and Ardgour surround the beautiful Firth of Lorn and you can understand why people have been here since mesolithic times. For us, it is our port for the ferry to Colonsay. I am feeling quite exhausted. Have been fitting in my Scottish gallivanting around work, so hence the days have been exceptionally long. We have had really full days in Inverness and back in Glasgow but I am really excited about tomorrows trip; although slightly apprehensive as everyone that I have told that I am going to Colonsay reminds me of The Wicker Man. Again fantastically comfortable small Scottish hotel tonight. Beside my bed is a decanter of sherry which I think is a very civilised change to the usual bottle of water. I can still hear the wee laddies and lassies practicing the pipes so a sip of sherry and off to bed. Jane has warned me that the lovely stillness of the bay and sound of the pipes is lulling us into a false sense of security – beyond the castle and the bay is the wild Scottish sea and then I think you hit Greenland.
I already feel like I am at the very edge of the world but our three hour ferry ride tomorrow will surely take us to the very edge. Just over a hundred people live on Colonsay. I have been told that it is as close to paradise as most people will ever get so I am excited (as long as there are locks on the door so the wicker man doesn’t get me)
Sleeping under the stars 