Iona bound!

We had a great trek down to the other end of Mull to get the ferry to the ancient Isle of Iona. I’ve long wanted to go and today was the day. We had a great time in the Abbey, especially with the kind Dutchwoman in the Refectory, and an even better time walking across the island to the Bay at the Back of the World.

I felt spoiled for choice (the heilan coos!) but the infectious energy of this family won out.