The skies started gunmetal gray, and Tioga was safely anchored just shy of the under water telephone cable. At 8am, we set out on Loch Moidart in search of internet access. We bid Castle Tioram goodbye for what we thought would be a brisk sail and a race against the tide to Arisaig. The crew readied the boat for sail, but we waited and waited for the wind. As no wind came, we motor sailed across the Sound of Arisaig into Loch Nan Ceall, a shallow and narrow channel, towards Arisaig Village. The crew heard the distant sounds of bagpipes, when the Hogwarts express steamed into view. A little investigation determined the steam locomotive was The Flying Scotsman. After a quick lunch and internet fix, we traveled onward toward the Isle of Skye with sun and blue skies.
Our new destination provided a welcomed close haul north west sail, where we all took the helm and enjoyed the wind and the company. The approach to the Isle of Skye reminds us of a scene from Jurassiac Park with tall peaks, lush landscape and cascading waterfalls. As we motored deep into the anchorage of Skye, we were welcomed by small seals. They truly looked happy to see us. We dropped the hook in the unspoiled Loch Scavaig which was surrounded by mountains and a picturesque 300 foot waterfall that sparkled on an adjacent mountain. We enjoyed a delicious dinner of salmon, green beans and Corinna’s spruced up rice. And just a wee bit a scotch ;), and hit our bunks as we were lulled asleep by the sounds of the falling water.