A beach named Beach

Another wonderful day! Although wind was forecast it really wasn’t that bad and we had a good day out.

Unlike the normal Oban Saturday activity of library and fresh fish, Daughter One and I drove eastwards up the ‘main road’ and parked in a small car park by the beach at a place called Beach, though the pronunciation is more like ‘Bay-ach’. The beach was called ‘Traigh nam Beach’, which means the beach of Beach! A wandering Highland coo on the bay-ach (!) gave me my Blip for today, with a background of Ben More, Mull’s highest mountain and Scotland's 152nd, at 3,169ft.

We crossed the road into a piece of ancient hazel woodland and as we’d both been on lichen and fungus workshops, pulled out the hand lens and did some investigating. Among the many species spotted we found many examples of the glue crust fungus, which for some reason enjoys sticking twigs and branches together with a black tar-like substance which is actually a fungus!

Coming out of the wood we walked up the forestry track for a mile or so until we reached the waterfall of Eas Mhor, which means the ‘big waterfall’ (!) on the river Abhainn an Eas Mhor which means ‘the river of the big waterfall’ (!), which is my extra today.

Coming back down we visited one of Daughter One’s crofting friends to buy some bacon and then enjoyed lunch in the new Fat Cow café at Creich, near Fionnphort, before coming back to enjoy a relaxing afternoon doing a spot of gardening, visiting the local shop and browsing in the charity book shed. And no, I didn’t buy any books!