We were just about to land at Samalaman when the sky seemed to turn to fire.
Ian, Jennifer and I decided to stay on the water to catch the end of the day. I noticed a bobbing head of a seal in the Sun's reflection...
...so I started paddling backwards. Silly Sammy seal started following me, thinking I couldn't see him!
Gradually the Sun sank below...
...the horizon but then the...
...sky to the east took on a wondrous pink glow.
We really did not...
...know what way to...
...look as the palate of colour...
...changed with every...
...dying minute of the day.
Ian's face says it all...
...sometimes we drifted alone, sometimes...
...we rafted up to better share the drama of the sunset.
A final flash of crimson on the underside of a low cloud signalled that it was time to end our day in the Sound of Arisaig.
