Westering Home

Bagels, pastries and chocolates; water and diesel tanks filled too and then goodbye to Tobermory. By midday the sun had disappeared, but at least we skudded along at a good pace with the wind on the beam, but as ever, it gave out in the last few miles. But then, on the pontoon at Salen, out came the sun. What a great week it has been. Time for one last selfie to remember it by.