On Sunday, in light showers, we took the coastal walk to Aros Park, passing waterfalls, yachts, mosses, more cuckoos, a woodpecker and quite a few tourists. Tranquil. Looking back, this was the view of the town, the place where we’ve been staying the little red building almost at the right hand end of the photo. It is also right next to the port from which we take the ferry to Kilchoan on Tuesday.
Indoor’s knee was playing up so we limped home.
On Monday we took the opposite coastal walk to the Rubha nan Gall lighthouse, built by Thomas Stevenson, grandfather of Robert Louis. Saw another eagle hovering over the cliffs. The knee played up again.
The population of the island amounts to just under 3,000, Tobermory about 900. In the winter, it sounds like it’s a quiet and lonely place, that is according to Graham, our Tobermory Distillery guide. He used to be a policeman in The Met. The tour was fun, as was the compulsory tasting of both whiskies produced here: Tobermory and Ladaig (pronouced laycheck and using peated barley). It transpires that all bar one distilleries, Glenfarclas, are owned by multinational companies. Tobermory is owned by a South African conglomerate. I blame them for my heartburn.
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