The other beach

We head to the second beach after an early breakfast. There are some children digging quietly around the corner, but it’s just about as quiet as Sandwood. The day isn’t heating up, but we swim anyway - for completeness. Cold.

Down the coast to Achiltibuie, for lunch at the Summer Isles Hotel. More calls with the solicitor. We might be making progress.

Next stop Ullapool, where we’re staying with Topher and Jan. Peter is back from Seoul and Amy/Finn/Ali are expected later.

Brandy and ginger beer appetisers are amply followed by an onion quiche and a fun night of conviviality. Then the blow up mattress behind the sofa.