Otterless

[Backblipping]

In the morning we went to a windswept Bale Share beach.  While the rest of the country either prepared for a heatwave, or baked (I forget the exact timing), the Outer Hebrides were cold.  And I mean *cold* - I had my woolly hat on in the morning.  Kite flying was a disaster - the wind was too strong for our little kite.  
Then we walked part of the Hebridean Way, and as we did so , the weather broke and the sun finally made an appearance.  Didn't warm up much, but it did make it a bit more pleasant.
In evening we went back to Berneray to see if we could spot any otters.  We failed.  But I reckon Berneray might be just about my favourite place in the OH, so it didn't matter.