Oban Holiday First Wet Day...

It had to happen, the first wet day of the holiday. It was sort of a good wet day, in a sense. It's the kind of 'wet' day that tells you that you can't do anything but just stay out of it and watch nature at work.

We didn't get much done, but it did ease off a little later on, enough in fact to let Ewan the dog and I take a wee trek up the hills surrounding the campsite. We headed up the defined paths as far as the paths lasted. Ewan did remarkably well, only jokingly complaining about the slugs and the poo which were very much in abundance on the route.

We made it up to the wee spot where we could see Mull in the late sun.