We had plenty of time to scour the beach for driftwood of which there was an abundance. There was a solitary fire ring on the huge expanse of machair backing the bay. We do not normally have fires on the machair but there was a pre-existing fire ring with some large logs and planks arranged as seating. As the damage had already been done (apparently it was built by a recent party organised by the estate owners) we decided, on this occasion, to use the local facilities. We were careful not to move the stones in case the damage got larger.
I used my exceedingly sharp Japanese folding saw to make a woodpile from the logs and posts we had gathered on the beach. Some of the logs had been bored by some sort of marine worm and they smelled absolutely disgusting. Camp chores completed, it was now...
...recreation time! We gathered some fishing floats from the beach and started our game of Hebridean boules.
The sun setting slowly into the haze over Colonsay to the west finally brought the games to a close.
Read Ian's account here.
Your blog really brightens up these grey winter days and it's wonderful to experience the full stereovision again!
ReplyDeleteGreetings Leguma and thank you. Ian blogged about this wonderful trip back in June but I have not been very well so I am now catching up :o)
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