We awoke to another Atlantic storm threatening the sturdiness of our hostel, this combined with the fact that we have to be in Leeds tomorrow afternoon meant that we had to make an earlier than expected departure from Iona, which in fairness was no big hardship, the island really not being anything to write home about, excuse the misnomer! This time we decided we needed a taxi, so it was left to me to brave the storm to go out, find reception, which just happens...

A disclaimer on the bottom of the Caledonian MacBryne timetable for the mull-iona crossing explains that during high winds the ferry is liable to be cancelled at short notice. Horrors of trying to fit three men into Harry's little tent whilst fighting gale force Atlantic winds were enough to make Jeff and I scarper across to the island ASAP when we begun to see the ominous black clouds crawl in of the Atlantic. The ferry's are usually full of elderly pilgrims wh...

Ahhhh, a hotel breakfast what better way to start the day? And as we are up north, haggis and tattie cakes are all thrown in! So we were well set up for the day, which in reality was to be fairly laid back! Sadly we couldn't get to the mainland for the Oban meeting because we are a good hour or so from the ferry to the mainland at the moment; so we discussed the Watchtower amongst ourselves and then got ready to hit the beach. Rumour from the north of the island...

Any flat after three men have inhabited it for a week looks a lot like something from Beirut! So this morning the great cleaning expedition begun, whilst every other resident from all around us were pulling off we were still sweeping! Eventually we left Harry to make sandwiches, which apparently took an hour and a half, and headed south. The road to Iona is naturally very popular with tourists and pilgrims alike, and the single track road soon became crammed full...

Our last day in Salen before we head south to Bunessan tomorrow. Harry was to finish of the road to Tobermory whilst Jeff and I tried to do as much of the central belt of the island as possible. Once again we were woken to delightful blue skies and another hot day was promised. Most of the houses on the islands, particularly those out of the main villages are holiday lets, infact it is estimated that around 50% of the island do not live here, particularly in ...