Finally we’re tied up at a pontoon in Islay.
It was an interesting sail at least, we got to sail quite a bit before giving up to the direction finder and starting our little engine that could and huffed and puffed all the way against sea and wind saying, “I think I can, I think I can”.

We had a fun moment today when the tide came in in the northern part of the sound of Jura. Trusty was swoooshing through the water doing 5-6 knots under a reefed main and our small headsail, the swooshing continued but the speed over ground on our GPS slowly dropped.. and dropped… and well started to gain speed again, in the opposite direction.
We’ll make a proper post with some pictures of Islay and Port Helen tomorrow, if we’re not tasting whisky all day.