Waking up to blue skies on a quiet cliff top gave a refreshing start to a day. 

I sorted out kit back down at Calf Sound, then checked a few beaches in the hopes of a swim/wash. Didn’t get in, in the end, but did find the boys as they marched triumphantly, yet wearily into Douglas. 

 

After a quick look in an old camera obscura (where I got student admission and one of the lads had to pay ‘teacher price’!), we went and got a well earnt feed.

 

After a humorous presentation of their expedition in the cafe, we boarded the ferry.

 

It’s been a flat but long crossing. Everyone  super keen to brush teeth properly, wash hair and have a shower. Otherwise all is great. Just a drive west to go…