Wednesday 26 – Thursday 27 July
This proved to be as good a spot as the chart had promised for shelter while a series of strong winds blew through. The crew kept themselves amused with some of the jobs on the endless list, and some work on needlecraft projects.
During a brief lull they moved me a little closer to Bunessan, in order to land the tender at the fish quay for a pleasant stretch of the legs ashore. It was late in the afternoon, but neither the tiny Spar nor the Argyll Arms had much to recommend them.