Late Sunset

We are back in Ullapool for a week with Tom and Floof. They seemed more relaxed, or perhaps resigned, about the journey and lay down in the cat carrier for most of the time. It’s definitely the more winding roads between Inverness and Ullapool that are Floof’s nemesis. She was a wee bit sick and did a poo about half an hour before the end of the journey, but it was easily cleaned up and she sat on my knee quite happily for the rest of the time. And when we got to Ullapool she seemed much less appalled than usual as if she recognises it as a “home away from home” and even ventured outside without prompting. As for Tom, he cried a little at the very start of the journey but was then fine, and seemed delighted to arrive at Ullapool, quickly reacquainting himself with the cottage and the garden. 

It was really warm when we arrived and James got the hammock out; we read our books and enjoyed the sunshine. It was so warm that I had to push the hammock into the shade! 

Later we were watching Season 4 of Stranger Things (I have never quite made up my mind whether I like it or not) when I realised that it was after 10 p.m. and still broad daylight outside. Of course this was because we are further north than Cambuslang, so the nights are even shorter here in the summer. A quick Google search informed us that sunset was not until 10.27 p.m. (even later than the solstice two days ago in Glasgow) so we grabbed the camera and walked to the end of West Street to take some sunset photos. The photos weren’t that great because at this time of year the sun sets behind the headland toward Ardmair, rather than behind the summer isles, but how amazing to be here in Ullapool at this time of year when the night is so short! In fact when I awoke during the night at about 1 a.m. I could still see streaks of light across the sky; I don’t think that it got fully dark all night.