We set off from Camas Eilean a'Ghail with the dark rocks of Eilean an t-Snidhe and the dreamy blue hills of Moidart on the southern horizon.
As we slowly paddled east...
...the view was gradually dominated by...
...the steep blue slopes of Rois-Bheinn (878m) which soared up into an even bluer sky.
As we passed by
Camas Drollaman this fine buzzard soared down from the hillside high above and kept a watch full eye on us.
The beaches further east were composed of small cobbles and Jennifer landed on one to take some photos of a pile of flotsam for a photo documentary piece she is working on.
We paddled steadily east...
...but we were not in too much of a hurry.
At twenty past two, Ian's watch was still showing 14 degrees C. It had fallen from 16 degrees in the heat of this unusual February day.
We explored every nook and cranny of the coast and...
...at last the delightful chain of the
Borrowdale Islands came in view.
