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| It was a 05:45 rise to catch the ferry from Oban to Tiree. Bit of a surprise for the night porter at the Rowantree Hotel. |
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| That Colosseum type structure on the hill is McCaig's Tower and not the failed Oban Hydro as I first thought |
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| The start of a spectacular journey - the best photos are here |
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| I think this might be Ben Cruachan |
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| Looking back toward Mull and Bienn Talaidh |
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| When the Captain leaves the wheelhouse to take photos you know it is an exceptional trip |
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| The rainbow arced round in an almost complete circle - to port it seemed to be miles away but on starboard just a few inches - like it was possible to reach out at touch it *Sun low on the horizon, photo taken from 6 decks up from the sea surface. |
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| Poodle/Golden Retriever cross - like a big floppy cuddly toy. Owner driven up from Kent in a giant motor home seeking an AWOL husband (seems everyone on the island knew the back-story and was prepared for the visit) |
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| Jura is somewhere over on the horizon |
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| Photography over (it was -3 when I got on the ferry - and it was just getting too cold) - time for breakfast. That square thing is a Lorne sausage and next to it - potato cake |
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| Sometimes the crossings can be rough - the purser described a force 10 transfer between routes that was abandoned at the turn round the Mull of Kintyre. The ship is capable of running in almost all weathers - the problem is coming alongside the jetty safely (I learned all about the clever device that is the "linkspan"). In the winter the service can be delayed several days. |
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| My first sight of the Paps of Jura |
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