The Trip

the trip

Bus-ferry-bus – that’s the way I got to Islay. As for my suitcase… perhaps tomorrow. A few snapshots from the journey:

loch lomond 1

loch lomond 2

loch lomond 3

Loch Lomond


A ten-minute stop in Inveraray


The ferry


The Kennacraig “harbor”


fog exit

There were several thick patches of fog on the way

islay 1

islay 2

Islay from the southwest approach


Jura… maybe next time

port askaig 1

port askaig 2

Port Askaig

After finding a few clothes and more toiletries, I watched World Cup games in the bar – between which I enjoyed the Lagavulin venison roast, and after which I enjoyed a dram of Kilchoman. Thanks to a friendly bartender, tonight I learned how to correctly pronounce “Lagavulin” as well as “Bruichladdie”; once I have (hopefully) visited all of the distilleries I just might spill the beans.


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