Leapfrog with "Lord of the Glen"

Chirp, chirp. Mooo. Plenty of company out here in the pouring rain. At Cullochy. But no lock-keeper.
Suddenly the Canal's biggest customer, "Lord of the Glen" arrives like a medium large village. Its inhabitants hanging over the railings of the upper decks, goggling. Priority customer. They get to pass the queue, us, and into the lock they squeeze.
But at 8:30 we're also locked down. Then on to Loch Oich, Kytra Lock, and, finally, Fort Augustus.
In Fort Augustus we meet up with "Noravind". Last seen, including their two kiddies, up on Pico, 2,351m, in the Azores. From volcano-hike-organizer Cpt.Steinar is now wedding-organizer for Norwegian, "Don't Worry". Never a dull moment. Joergen from "Vanvara" will perform the ceremony, a captain's privilege civil wedding, at Urquhart Castle on Loch Ness. A romantic outdoor wedding. We hope it doesn't rain and the mosquitoes are all busy elsewhere.

We have a good meal at The Bothy. And celebrate one year at sea. It was a sunny, quiet morning, July 7th in 2005, when we slipped our lines at the town dock in Flekkefjord. While, as we sailed out into the North Sea, bombs exploded in the London underground. It would take a week till we learned about the mindless attack. By then we had sailed into Lossiemouth.

Where we hope to be again, tomorrow.