I sadly said goodbye to Stornoway at dawn on Monday
And hello to Paul, a friendly fisherman on the ferry who had been out drinking all night with a mate - no mean feat on Sunday in Lewis. He got home to find his wife still asleep, so decided to do a bunk to the mainland with two cans of Cider and a pocketful of banknotes which he cheerfully pulled out to show me. I fear he held on to this sizeable wad as long as he held on to the cider. It's ok, though, his wife is very understanding, apparently. And anyway, he was off to stay with his mother-in-law.
Technically, the next couple of days aren't part of the trip. Though I did see this as I walked up a hill above Loch Lomond: