This morning John was out of sorts, so Angela wrapped up and walked out along the beach and around the headland at the end of the beach that faces north. As clouds rolled across the normally stunning turquoise waters turned dark and moody.
The wind a little stronger again today made for difficult walking, but she persisted. The tiny yellow primroses that covered the hills here clung on, shaking in the wind. On the return to Marge she crossed the road and walked back via the beach that is more sheltered. Here the sand on the shore washed clean from the tide, smooth and inviting to walk along. But once again care must be taken for it is very soft. Angela loves this beach, especially the way the wind has sculptured the sand dunes.
Today being Sunday there has been hardly anyone around. The cafe is closed and the cold wind is keeping people away, so for most of the day it's been just us and a lone cyclist who arrived yesterday. His friend is due to arrive on this evenings six o'clock ferry from Oban having missed yesterday's as his train connection in Glasgow was delayed. We have a feeling he will have wished he hadn't missed that sailing yesterday, the wind today will make for a rough crossing. The wind had it's uses though. It pushed the dark clouds up over the mountains towards Castlebay which meant we only experienced a few brief light showers. This afternoon another walk out for Angela up onto one of the other headlands.
This one a little more difficult, requiring a little scrambling. All good practice for our West Highland Way walk. This evening the sun is shining, lighting the small cruise boat that is sheltering in the bay. We don't envy the people on it, riding the waves in today's wind. So tonight we will batten down the hatches. We feel Marge may be rockin' and rolling a little.


















































