The Landing on Eriskay

Finding accommodation on Barra when we arrived a day behind schedule was not easy. We finally phoned up a campsite and they knew someone who knew someone who had a caravan. And so, a caravan it was. And very welcome too. But, imagine our surprise when we got up early to be at the next ferry for check in at 7 am to find that it too was cancelled.
Th locals were not at all happy, complaining that this happens all too frequently, that the fleet is now well past its sell by date and that replacements were meant to have arrived some time ago. COVID has made matters much worse for them, and the ferries now carry fewer passengers and they find that they can't get a booking to get off their island.
Luck was with us, as, after a couple of hours a speedboat arrived to take foot passengers and cyclists and we landed at Eriskay, just around the corner from the beach that Bonnie Prince Charlie had landed in July 1745 (see extra). Mind you, he had come from France and I don't imagine that his boat had been particularly speedy.