Heading to the Island

The town of Oban is where we caught the ferry to Craignure on the Isle of Mull. There is a good size fishing fleet and by the ferry terminal was a huge sign (right by a couple of food stands) that Oban is the fishing capital of Scotland. I don't know about that but the smell of the fried fish did not grab us and we were planning tea at the castle (more on that later) so we chose not to get our fish and chips there.

There were these two ruins. The tower was near the entry to the harbor and was apparently for defense. The circular building on the top of the hill is still unidentified but Sam has that assignment when we get back to Oban later this morning.

So far this was the only man we saw wearing a kilt, but it sure did let us know we were not in Kansas any more. *G* We plan on stopping at a woolen mill and Graham will have the opportunity to act on something he has always said he wanted.....can you imagine him in a kilt?

Parking on the ferry was not as difficult as I have experienced in the past. Ferries in the summer to Martha's Vineyard off CapeCod were always more crowded. But if you notice the lane lines...our car on the left could have been closer to the wall and there is space for another line of cars in the middle. I was glad I was not first on or off, so I could follow the jeep.

The road to the castle is the road to the Iona Ferry. More in the next blog entry about the Castle Duart.