We emerged from the darkness and enclosure of the caves of Dun and found ourselves once more with the empty Atlantic horizon to the south west.
We paddled under Dun's sheer cliffs and made for the stack of Sgeir Cul an Rudha.
Above us thickening cirrus clouds announced the arrival of a front and the promise of wind by morning.
We were still in awe of the sheer scale of the rock architecture of these islands.
Squalls of wind gusted between the stack and Dun.
We rounded the great headland of Giumachsgor and there before us, lay the portal of the Great Arch of Dun!
02/06/2008