13 July Eigged on to Muck

We have been blessed with incredible weather, sun, warmth and flat water, perfect conditions for venturing out to the Small Isles, the stepping stones to the outer Hebrides. There are four islands, each unique, yet beautiful in their own right. Some are mountainous others more pastoral, but each surrounded by the most crystal clear water. They are wild romantic and unspoilt.

Rumline left Loch Moidart and sailed to Eigg, where we stopped for a couple of hours. As we pulled into the harbour, we saw cows splashing in the water and sunbathing on the beach. If I am reincarnated as a cow my first choice will be to be an Indian Cow short of that a cow from Eigg will be fine. We waved goodbye to the cows and pushed on to Muck. On the north coast we found a perfect anchorage. White sandy beaches with emerald green fields behind. In the clear blue sky with sun shining the boys went for a swim not far from the seals who were also swimming playfully. Sublime. A walk across the island on the single dirt track used mainly by the cows we reached Port Mor, the main but still tiny harbour. The shop is always open but unmanned, a box is left and honesty still exists. That evening with a dram in hand we toasted the technicolour sunset and said thank you.