Bringing home the bacon

A dull morning turned into a fine afternoon, so we packed a picnic and drove down the long road from Fionnphort to the beach at Knockvologan, where we sat and ate it on the rocks in the sun.

We wandered the huge beach and crossed over to the island of Erraid, and on the way back passed this dad and kid who had obviously been shopping and were carrying their goodies back to their island home. A wonderful afternoon - I would write more but I've already lost this all once and am taking no more chances!