Friday 14 January 2011

A Morning's Shopping

Every now and again we have to go in to our nearest town, Fort William, a two hour drive away. It's not an event we look forward to particularly when the Fort is at its wettest worst - as it was today, with hail thrown in to make our time there even more enjoyable. So we leave Kilchoan early and make the experience as brief and painless as possible.

We used to believe that Fort William was the wettest place in Great Britain until our youngest daughter, who boarded at Lochaber High School in the town and has a certain affection for it, corrected us: Glenfinnan, where Bonnie Prince Charlie landed to lead the 1745 rebellion, is, apparently, wetter. Technically she may be right but it's always good to be boarding the Corran Ferry - now back to normal - on our way home.

All along the banks of Loch Sunart it continued to rain, and the westerly wind grew stronger, so it wasn't a surprise to find the village's two fishing boats, which are moored in the sheltered bay called Port na Croig throughout the winter, still tied up. They're becoming much more established there, with a new jetty making access to the boats much easier.

And here is the joy of this place. As we swung round the corner at the top of the hill this side of Camas nan Geall, the sun came out and a great arc of rainbow stretched across the open bowl of land which is called The Basin. Breathtaking!

An earlier post about the two fishermen is here.

1 comment:

  1. It really is like a kind of paradise...

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