a day on Loch Lomond

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setting off on a rainy morning from Edinburgh, we 5 squished into a car with food and wet suits and set off for Loch Lomond. 

(forgot the ginger beer)
the closer we got the bigger the patch of blue in the sky became. we were watching it after i said my grandmother reckoned if there is enough blue in the sky to make a sailor's trousers, the sun will come out. eventually there was, and it did.

on board the boat we sped towards Wallaby island (where there are wallabies) but someone had got there first plus the good beachy bit was in the wind.

we set off for another island, where pals of some of our party had an old cottage.  they were there and invited us up. 

i was quite stunned by the place it had such an atmosphere, it was covered in bluebells and an awful lot of Yew trees.  magic.  apparently they were planted by Robert the Bruce 400 years ago.  the cottage is still more or less as it would have been when it was occupied by the farmer.  there are now deer on the island, inlcuding ticks which jumped on those of us who hadnt tucked jeans into socks and wandered about in the bracken.

we had a bar-b-que with the food we'd bought and lazed about before heading out for some ski-ing. 

we then returned for some more grub and eventually - about 10.30pm - we cleared up and left the lovely isle, sped across the loch as the sky turned a soft pink in the twightlight, and got home about 1am.