Last night the rain came and went. Mid morning, keen to break out of Marge, we walked out along the nearby section of road that is closed due to landslip and rockfall, although it is passable with a vehicle at your own risk.
If you know, you know. Waterproof jackets on, the walk was pleasant until the never ending bands of rain passed over. At one point we sought refuge behind a large rock, a good idea, probably not. Some much needed exercise done, we packed up Marge and set off to nearby Salen to purchase hot drinks and yet more kitchen rolls for nose blowing purposes. Angela, has, as expected after a week given John her cold, you can imagine how popular she is! On our way to Salen, travelling behind one of the Mull Wildlife Tour land rovers we happened upon a group with tripods, long lens cameras and spotting scopes set up.
There was obvious something to see. Two otters on a nearby rock, and an eagle flying close to the surface of the water. Earlier we'd seen a seal. It was turning out to be quite a morning. As the rain pounded Marge, we sat in her wondering where to stay for tonight. High winds were forecast all over the island.
We decided to head to Calgary Bay, one of the few spots near a beach. As we drove up and over the hills, passing through Dervaig, the village looked sad and soggy, as did the camping area at Calgary bay. Marge positioned into the wind, diesel heater on, we settled in for the rest of the day and night with sadly no internet connection. It's shameful really, that we've become reliant on the internet, early in the year when we were away Angela was happy to read her book, now the distractions of online viewing have become a compulsive consumption. Note to self Angela, take your reading book out of the cupboard.
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