After a 250 mile drive to Oban, Boo the Land Rover rolled onto the ferry to Mull. From there to the campsite on the west coast, with a view to the sea. Eagles flying overhead, gannets diving in the loch, and somewhere there were otters.
Okay, there was that one night when the wind blew, the rain hammered down, and the tent leaked. The otters never showed up. But the scenery made up for it, and the injuries were worth it. Ouch, those rocks are sharp.