To Canna

A day of two halves, in that it started with a fine light breeze in sunshine and ended with us skudding past the eerie cliffs on the south side of Rum in low cloud and driving rain. We enjoy it of course. At times.
Once the anchor was dropped in Canna's fine natural harbour, it was bliddy good to get the waterproofs off and feet up. No mobile reception again so it'll have to be the Coastal Waters forecast at 21:10 UTC on the old VHF channel 10 from Stornoway Coastguard. How unbelievably glamorous I think that sounds. I may be deluded and in need of dry socks.