A driftwood fire on the Fidden foreshore.
At the end of a long day to the Carsaig arches, which are evidence of Mull’s volcanic and fiery past, we made a bonfire with driftwood, which we had collected from one of the beaches on the Ross of Mull. It was one of the best bonfires, ever. The well seasoned wood was dry and it produced only a little, pleasantly aromatic, smoke. We were untroubled by that frequent bonfire scourge of Scotland, the midge. Our last night on Mull was spent swapping kayaking tales and malt whiskies with a German sea kayaker.
20/07/2007
That's a brilliant photograph! Nothing like a campfire on a beach...
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Mungo
Ah, a day on the water, safe ashore, a warm fire and a good whiskey. Life is good, and you captured it in the picture.
ReplyDeleteDouglas The end to a perfect day say's it all Pure magic can't wait to be round a beach fire with water lapping around supping some red liquid. Great Picture
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Thank you Mungo, Silbs and Alan :o)
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