Birders away.
Well they buried my boat under a mountain of gear and then we set off on a flat calm sea for the Shiants.
With us was a grouo of undercover stealth birders aiming to trial their new camoflage technique.
Whilst all the while the Shiants were hiding behind Billy…
It took another three hours before the islands emerged round the Munro of gear on deck..
and we got there just in time for a cup of tea.
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