Heaven

We lightly fried Bill's venison sausages and then cooked them in the oven, just as Bill had recommended. Eaten with baked beans for breakfast was perhaps an indulgence, but there are only three meals in a day! We saved some for later. 

We wriggled our way out of the tiny loch, following our inboard track and dodging the basking seals. The entrance hadn't got wider overnight and even knowing it was there hadn't made it easier to spot. 

We hoisted the sails in hazy sunshine and headed for Gairloch, back in the mainland. At times the wind built up, and other times it dropped a little. We did need one tack to bring us to the entrance of Gairloch. 

We motored into the loch, and then took a small loch to the south to the small village of Badachro. Again no phone signal.

After finishing Bill's Venison sausages we blew up the inflatable dinghy and went ashore. 

The Badachro Inn has magnificent showers, good beer, fifty whisky's, an exciting local food menu, an open fire and Wi-Fi. We may need to say here for a while. 

Which will we finish first, the menu or the whisky's?

At home, Chrissy's kippers from Mallaig arrived this morning.