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Paramour

He loved it this evening though. Instead of taking the dinghy back to the pontoon from the mooring we pootled (we’re running in the outboard) over to a near by island, all of 100 ft across at it’s widest but with trees and grass and seaweed covered rocky bits - all the essential components for an exploration. However we weren’t the only visitors. As we came ashore sleek grey shapes slipped into the water.  About 8 seals, mums and pups, peered at us curiously from the safety of the sea. Aonghas was beside himself, clambering over the rocks to get as close as possible to the intriguing smells he’d never smelled before. It’s clear we were invading their home: they had been feasting on mussels, the clean opened shells were littered all about.

New sounds, new boat, new crew. But the same lapping of the waves against the hull, the smell of the salt air and that delightful unsteady feeling as we are getting back our sea legs. The world is no longer steady beneath us. Anything might happen…

Aonghas’ Island - view from our deck.