We were looking for somewhere out of the wind to set up camp and found a suitable spot on the shore of the Sound of Bute in the lee of Rubha na Peileig (porpoise point). The NW wind had veered round to the north so it was now straight offshore.
Despite being hardened athletes, we had found the headwind quite tiring so it was good to relax for a bit and where better?
We spent a while watching this yacht tacking backwards and forwards while making her way up to Tarbert.
We soon regathered our composure and set about building a little fire and getting...
...comfortable round it before...
...putting the baked potatoes in the embers. This humble spud may look very plain but with a little butter and salt it was a taste sensation. The wind even kept the dreaded midges at bay!
Great stuff Douglas, and what a fire...... I know just how you'll have described it too!
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How very insightful of you Ian, fires such as that one are after all part of our cultural heritage! :o)
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