We headed north in continuous rain but with a following wind. Scappa Flow was obscured with low cloud and rain but as we cruised into Kirkwall a couple of hours later the rain eased and the sun poked through. We went back to our campsite and pleaded with the warden to allow us to use the sitting and kitchen area to dry, reluctantly she agreed.
We have met some weird folk in the Islands and none so weird as a lady who had been at the site for a few weeks and was traveling back south on the same ferry as us. She could not stop talking, she broke into everyones conversation, she had done everything, had a better idea then you, and just went on and on. My brain had only just recovered from the battering in Westray 'please give it a rest'!
Ferry to Aberdeen - all good. Norman met us at the station in Aberdeen as Pat had dropped our train tickets at there house when we stayed on the first night. At the same time Pat handed over a large bag of unwanted kit he had been lugging around - a trip with Pat would not be the same without the gradual dispersal of hius stuff back home. Off for coffee and who should sit next to us at Costa - yep our lady friend from the campsite - luckily my back was to her so Pat got embroild - it was a relif when we had to get our train!
Out train journey was OK til Glasgow.
It seemed we only had 1 bike booked onto the Oban train - cock-up at London - Terry, the train guy said he gets it all the time. 6 bikes on the train and no room for more. We had suspected that we were a place short but Terry blamed his co-workers so we left it at that. It transpired that 1 bike did not turn up so we were on. The stowage was tight and the Guard blamed our friend Terry for not stowing them properly, we re-stowed 4 times and eventually the Guard was happy.
We are in Oban at a B&B and catch the ferry to Castlebay this afternoon. Hostel tonight then the Hebridean Way starts tomorrow. Weather does not look too bright.
Kirkwall in the evening sun
after a pint in the oldest pub in Oban
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