Three men in three boats

On to the fuel berth at Kerrera and then off across the Firth of Lorne and past the Lismore Lighthouse and up the Sound of Mull as far as Lochaline. What a stunningly beautiful day - flat calm of course. I was quite transported. Indeed.
So, Lochaline and there to greet me was DC and Moonshine, and not long thereafter, DrD arrived, coinciding with a downpour.
But it all cleared off and we strolled past the sand quarries to the quaint hotel with its quaint patrons. And back to the boats to plot and reminisce and sup and… eat kedgeree!