Balmore

A day of pushing canal locks open and closed. Whereas two weeks previously this had been accompanied by continual rain, this time is was sunny! Just what was needed - my visage is now unmistakably that of a tramp.
Anyway, we didn't tarry in delightful Ardrishaig and instead headed for Tarbert ... however, yes indeed, the skip spotted a small deserted anchorage ringed by rocks and tree clad slopes. Beezer, we were in. Damn, another evening missing fittyball! Last night on the boat. Time for a wee party. But no guests turned up, invited or otherwise. All the more for me, then!