The following morning none of us were in a hurry to leave Gunna. We slowly gathered our things...
...and had a leisurely brunch on the sands of Gunna Sound. Of David there was no sign, all that Tiree water must have disagreed with his constitution.
Still in no hurry we wandered the strands collecting shells.
I spotted a perfect ledge in the ancient gneiss.
It was just the place to display Jennifer's collection of cowrie shells. I love the way the pink and white of the shells blended with the rock and sand.
14/06/2009
The gneiss represents the roots of mountains in an ancient chain of mountains. This is what it looks like under the Himalayas today where the heat and pressure makes the rocks taffy like. Very cool when you look at it in those terms!
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