As we approached the Island of Bute...
...the wind dropped away to nothing and...
... my injured shoulder was really feeling the strain by the time we arrived under the imposing...
...site of the Iron Age hill fort of
Dunagoil.
The lovely sands of Dunagoil Bay made a lovely location for a second luncheon. My shoulder was knackered and we still had 22 km to go so it was great to have a break.
