Oban: our B&B is a Victorian house on a hill overlooking the Bay |
Oban: a short stroll down to the harbor for a quick bite before going up to see the sunset. Fish and chips (haddock and cod), heavily battered but fresh and tasty. |
Oban: with a number of attractive B&Bs dotting the hill with great views like this one, why would any one stay at a boring hotel lower down? |
Oban: a view of the harbor from McCaig's Tower, as the sun goes down |
Oban: the sun sets to the right of Isle of Mull, our destination the following morning |
Oban: McCaig's Tower at sunset |
Oban from our room window: Morning has broken! The song made famous by Cat Stevens is based on a Scottish tune called Bunessan, a town in Mull we will be passing through today. |
Oban: the full Scottish breakfast formula is clear by now - potato scone, mushrooms, tomato, ham, sausage, over-easy, and today black pudding also thrown in. Need a hearty meal for a long day ahead visiting three islands. |
Mull: waiting for a boat to Staffa |
Staffa: here we are! First close encounter with this island that's been on my bucket list! |
Staffa: 360 degrees of pristine and otherworldly landscape (or islandscape). |
Staffa: hexagon after hexagon of basalt formation. |
Staffa: no problem with footing on a walk toward Fingal's Cave. Lucky with the dry weather. |
Staffa: Fingal's Cave! Trying to imagine Felix Mendelssohn's impressions right here which led to his famous Hebrides Overture. But there are no crashing waves today! |
Staffa: walking back out of the Fingal's Cave area on basalt pillars which are like secondary pulmonary lobules! |
Staffa: I would have to say this is the most spectacular uninhabited island I have ever seen. |
Staffa: on the wind-swept summit, looking down on the shore on the other side from the ferry dock |
Staffa: phantasmagorical details |
Staffa: time to descend a bit and look for puffins starting to come ashore in early May |
Staffa: close encounters with puffins on cliffs, which are out in large numbers |
Staffa: these puffins are afraid of seagulls but not humans. Little do they know... |
Staffa: I could spend hours taking a thousand shots of these adorable creatures. Wish we had a wee bit more time. Some people are rushing back to the boat huffin' and puffin'. |
Staffa: good bye, hexagons. |
Isle of Iona: first some nourishment. A Scotch pie and a hot toddy. |
Iona: small (200 residents) and peaceful |
Iona: looking toward Mull, only a short boat ride away |
Iona: fleeing from Irleland, St Columba settled on this island in the 6th century, thus making this spot a birthplace of Christianity in Scotland. St Martin's cross in front of a medieval abby. |
Back on Mull, Three Sisters |
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