Tony and I stopped for second luncheon at a little bay on Rubha a' Chrois-aoinidh at the mouth of West Loch Tarbert on Jura. What to eat?
A big bird.
An empty nest.
Is this a big egg or
a small frying pan?
As we ate we enjoyed a view over the mouth of the loch to
another magnificent raised beach on the north side. After a scrumptious luncheon, the tide had turned and come back in to the boats. It was now time to leave West Loch Tarbert.
