Leaving Stromness

An early morning ferry in the land where the sun hardly sets. A busy working harbour with a wide variety of boats. The Tall Ship wasn't there yesterday and the fishing boats come and go almost hourly. There were a few Yoles but they were dwarfed by the larger boats and they will have to wait to be blipped at a later date. This is one of these place that has a magical hold and it is quite a thought to leave. You know, however, that you will be back before too long.