After a very pleasant luncheon we paddled east...
...along the north shore of the sound of Arisaig. The white shell sand had given way to dark rocks and reefs.
As we approached
Eilean a' Ghaill, a steep sided island just offshore, we could see...
..the remains of a
vitrified Iron Age hill fort perched on its summit.
Then we came across another white sand beach...
Whoa!!! Time for second luncheon.
The kayaks were soon drawn up on the dazzling white shell sand and...
...second luncheon was served in the sun. Never mind vitrified forts, Phil and Mike (who had not swum at our previous stop) were nearly vitrified in their dry suits. Phil formed a particular attachment to this beach, as we will see later.....
