Great sail from Oban, strong tides all the way. The gulf of Corryvechan. Only the foolhardy enter. The photo doesn't do justice to this weird looking mountain on Jura. It looks like it's been painted by numbers.
Stephan and Andrea flew home this morning and now the heavens have opened. I might be here for a while, no point in rushing to go further north until I get a better forecast for going over the top.