Yesterday, I left Ardmore bay and continued up to Waternish point, from where I crossed due east, dodging the Uig ferries, before heading north to Rubha Hunish, then down to camp on Staffin Island.
It was so calm that I could see the wakes of jellyfish swimming during the crossing, and I could brush my fingers on the rock columns as the tide carried me past Skye’s most northerly point.