Also on the ferry was a party of 25 Scottish Ramblers who were off on a weekend jaunt. The crossing takes about 1h 40m and was a little rough, but the views to Skye, Rum and Eigg were stunning. The clouds had lifted but lots of white horses showed that there was no let-up in the wind.
Once on the island it felt even colder and windier. The ranger introduced himself and asked for some advice on repairing his derailleur gears. We had a quick look around the settlement of Kinloch, with its Victorian 'castle' built by the Bullough family - a huge pile, now accommodating the hostel but mainly requiring lots of TLC.
There is a village hall, shop & Post Office (post collected 1 hour before ferry sailings, ceilidh in the village hall tonight) and a bit of a Bohemian feel, a bit like Easdale.
We cycled uphill, inland away from the village, but found ourselves entering a vast expanse of moorland, redolent of the Bowland Fells between Slaidburn and Wray, so soon returned, talking instead to a resident who was originally from Derby but had lived there for over 20 years.
Our two hours flew by and soon it was time to head back to the ferry...
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