A mainly dry day with a few sprinkles of rain now and again.
I went for a walk “Round the Policies” as Colin C would say. I took some photos for a while. Later, in the afternoon, Jacki took us for a nice slow run around the top end of Skye and pointed out the changes that had been made in the two years since we’d been on Skye. It wasn’t just the slip that had been upgraded, the main port on Skye had been changed too.
After we reached the top of the island, Jacki drove us down to Portree on the much more drivable two lane road. She was going to meet a friend in the town and we were going for a coffee and a snack. We didn’t want too much because we knew we were going to The Gull later in the day. The coffee was a bit bitter for me and too strong for Scamp.
We were picked up by Jacki later in the afternoon and taken back up to Staffin. We got changed and met the family at The Gull and had a great night. To my delight The Gull sold Spidermonkey IPA. I’d had a couple of pints of it the last time we were on the island, but I limited myself to a pint and a half pint today. Mainly because my stomach was a bit upset. I blamed the bitter coffee for it. Certainly not the beer!
We watched the sun go down when we got back to The Cabin and started packing for the long drive tomorrow.
There wasn’t much to tell about the journey south. Except perhaps the fact that the driver looked very like one we’d met before, name of Popeye. I won’t say it was him bombing down to Fort William, but it did look like him.
The drivers changed at Fort William and I believe the new driver was Russian. Very aggressive stance, but with a soft side. He managed to squeeze a single girl on to the bus at Luss when it looked like she would be left behind and have to wait for an hour alone. Well done that man!
Got off the bus in Glasgow and walked round to the X3 stance and got that bus home, exhausted even if the hadn’t done anything but sit on our backsides for eight hours.
Would I do it again? I think I would. Scamp used my old ‘on ear’ headphones all the way down from Staffin and I was similarly wearing mine. I think we might get an offer of a stay-over some time in the winter, all being well. The Cabin is magical.