Boats, Old and New

We saw a variety of craft in the waters round Mull, but the saddest was this group of three old wooden trawlers rotting at the edge of the disused harbour at Aros. 

The other sad sight (extra) was the ferry Coruisk, arriving today.  That signaled the end of our few days here. I hope we will come back soon, and for longer. I will miss the mountains and the flowers and the clouds and the birdsong and even the single-track roads that force you to drive slowly enough to notice what's on either side.