Monday 24 July
In urgent need of fresh water to refill my tanks, Mate once again deployed her nerves of steel to navigate me back through the shallow narrows and out into the Sound of Jura to ease onto a close reach for Colonsay. Uncooperative winds necessitated Trevver joining us to make landfall alongside a much smaller boat on the inland end of a high pier used by the Calmac ferries…when the wind allows, apparently. At least approaching at low water meant my crew could see just how shallow it was.
They went ashore to explore the main settlement of Scalasaig, finding a well-stocked general store, a tempting craft shop and an intriguing bookshop. On their return the tide had risen enough to make watering easier, and by now two more yachts were trying to join the party. 
We managed to disentangle ourselves, and headed around the corner to an anchorage on Oronsay, the next island South. By local standards, it was fairly crowded, but we found a spot, albeit not particularly sheltered, and settled down under a pretty sunset.