Damp start but no heavy rain as forecast threatened and later it stopped being even damp.
The drive down to Craignure illustrated the value of high viz in poor conditions. One cyclist hardly visible and a couple of runners plus one walking and all wearing dark clothing. I did see them but they were nearly invisible.
Sat at the ferry terminal for a while people watching. Thin, fat, tall, short all rushing about looking for tickets or toilets and trying to get into the chocolate shop cafe which was shut.
A lot of beards, many of biblical proportions and lots of hippy looking ones with straggly buns and straggly beards. Strangely lots of them had tiny children at the barely walking stage running around in among the cars.
First off the incoming ferry was Alistair[ Lightning ] Stevenson with the Sunday papers. He was a delivery driver for a parcel company for years and travelled at not much below light speed.
Some people with e bikes came off. I would hesitate to call them cyclists and strangely one woman was wearing a skirt.
Last off was the Coop lorry with his right foot planted hard on the throttle before he even reached the main road. He has to get to Tobermory and back for another ferry with lots of wandering cars in front so no hanging around.
There is some unwritten rule I cannot understand. No matter which lane I am in on the ferry it is last off.
The Barra ferry was discharging before us so about 200 cars suddenly trying to get away. Massive traffic jam but I was able to take a back road to the supermarket.
Sometimes I win.