Sunday Muddy Sunday

Every time we camp on Mull it rains, not just a few showers, not just a bit of usual Scottish drizzle but proper torrential downpours. I first camped on Mull when I was about 18 with the venture Scouts, we went to the pub to escape the rain and returned to a river in the tent.
Today was a hard day, keeping 500 kids happy, entertained and safe in these conditions is difficult, we did it but I was happy to see the end of the day.