Yesterday the weather was wet, dry, wet, dry, wet, dry… in 5 minute intervals… all day. We didn't come to Mull in November expecting dry weather and we're determined not to let the rain slow us down so we donned our waterproof troosers and set off for Loch a’ Ghleannain (don’t ask me how to pronounce this, I have no idea). We got drenched, properly… imagine the wettest you’ve ever been, like in the bath, then double it and add some mud. With the car's heaters on full blast, we dried off enough to venture out again and had a wander around Torosay Castle gardens then through the forest to Craignure for a restorative pint. Last night we ate at MacGochan’s, scampi and chips twice and a game of pool.
Today the rain was on/off again but when it was on it wasn’t on as hard or as long as yesterday so we only needed five layers instead of twelve. We went on a boat trip into the Sound of Mull (this is a body of water, not a prog rock band). It was choppy at times but the two crew were very well informed and, as there were only six passengers, we were able to ask lots of questions. We saw grey seals, common seals, herons, shags (stop sniggering at the back) and, best of all, three harbour porpoises which came to within about 10 metres of the back of the boat. Wag, the first mate, said it was very unusual to see them so close as they are normally quite shy. Right we’re off out for a curry now, see you again soon.
Finally you have a porpoise in your life.
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