|Morning brings dense fog yet again|
Bumper boats and and crystal waters
|Onyx watching the action|
|Cleaning the waterline|
|Young girl rowing dog ashore and back|
|Boats leave as fog lifts to reveal stunning beauty|
|A group of kayakers passing through|
We thought about going for a hike up the rock walls, but watching people scramble up the giant boulders looked like too much work for such a fine day (and for bad knees). We learned later that the vistas from the top of Erraid down to the anchorage and across the Sound of Iona in one direction and to the Paps of Jura in the other, are stunning. There is an old observatory at the top of Erraid that used to be for communications with the Dubh Artach Lighthouse. It is unlocked and contains a bench in front of the windows where you can gaze out and imagine waiting to see the light back in the days before radio. Oh well. Another time. This time we did not feel compelled to do much at all.
The water here was crystal clear and the most beautiful shade of blue against the red rock canyon. Seaweed forests were swaying seductively in the current, beckoning from below. I suppose that snorkelling here would be delightful, but neither of us could bear the thought of cold water, even though Alex had brought his wetsuit.