On Tuesday we had planned some hill-walking near Kingairloch, but there was a bit of snow overnight and the clouds were low over the hills. We had expected this due to the weather forecast, so, nothing daunted, we changed our plans and headed right down the peninsula to Kilchoan, with the intention of crossing over to Mull. As we arrived at the ferry terminal we noticed that the ferry was just pulling away. Resigned to an hour and a half’s wait, we parked the car only to see the ferry coming back for us and the crew calling for us to come on board. I thought that this was tremendously kind of them. I was excited to have caught the ferry, and also excited to arrive in good old Tobermory, one of our favourite places with its brightly painted houses and attractive shops and cafés. And indeed we immediately went into one of those cafes for a roll and sausage and a coffee.
We walked along the front of the town and along the coastal path, south towards the Aros Park area, which strangely we have never visited before on our numerous trips to Tobermory. It has a waterfall, a lochan which we circumnavigated, forest paths and lovely views back to the town. It drizzled on and off all day but we were well waterproofed!
On our way back to the ferry we popped into various little shops to purchase:
1. A packet of James’ favourite Isle of Mull Bakery lemon melt biscuits.
2. Some camomile teabags for me.
3. A birthday present for Cat which shall remain a secret.
4. A useful shovel (!) which is exactly the right kind of shovel that James has been looking for.
It was a very good day.
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