As we approached the north of Kerrera the town of Oban came into view on the hillside on the opposite the far side of the island. Snow covered Ben Cruachan, 1126m, towered over the scene.
The sun sank slowly to the SW leaving a horizon of gold and bronze.
Some time after the sun had set the high clouds to the NE took on a wonderful pink light which was reflected by the sea below.
Even the most imaginative artist could not have created such colours as we saw that night, on the liquid canvas of the sea.
