Lovely Port Ellen

We depart Craigh at 9:15am in a drizzly fog. I am yellow rainwear from my boots to my sou'wester! The radar is the skipper’s best friend today, too. The rocks, skerries, passing boats and buoys all make a shady appearance, sliding across the screen.

Later the fog lifts; the sun breaks through on calm seas, just broken by tidal streams ripples. The islands of Jura and then Islay gentle in the mist to starboard.

We enter Port Ellen's lovely round bay at 18:30. And manage to get a place on the inside of the pontoon, in just two meters of water. Two slots are blocked off because of tomorrow's arrival of the cruise ship, "The Black Prince".

Apparently filled with British birdwatchers.