The holiday starts here...

At last our summer break arrives and we head off north towards Skye. We decided to take the ferry to the misty isle. Firstly to answer the questions of them kids about the Skye Boat Song, but secondly to satisfy my nostalgic desires; I have very fond memories of this crossing from years passed.

On the Glenelg side of the crossing was this old dawg, who barked a greeting to his mate, another old dawg who lived on the ferry itself.