Hector

A mad wind blowing. I got on the Conserver at Granton, we beat up to South Queensferry to pick up Iain, then back to the island with a following wind. With the tide at the neap, it meant we couldn't dare to try to land for 2 hours, as we wallowed at anchor off-shore. Eventually we climbed the ladder to the Low Pier off the RIB, andI immediately lost my good hat to the wind! It's maybe on Inchkeith, or possibly in Denmark by now :(
The day was so windy (gusts of 65 knots on the island) that decided it was too dangerous to open for visitors.
Academic, anyway, as the ferries didn't run, for obvious reasons!