Today we started early to visit the Isles of Mull, Staffa, and Iona. Staffa and Iona are the two more interesting ones especially for the Kings who say, "we don't wanna see more castles."
Staffa is a little island with basalt formations and Fingal's cave. The ferry lets you off for an hour and that's more than enough time to see it all.
Sorry, I over-exposed Bob's face in this photo in the cave. Feel free to draw in his features.
Iona was a dream destination for me because I read that Duncan and Macbeth are buried here. The ticket seller at the Abbey told me that recent research suggested they are not buried here. Drat! I took a photo of this old grave and planned to pretend it was Macbeth's.
I went off to do other things like watch sheep in a meadow, visit a convent from the 1200s which is the best preserved medieval nunnery in the British Isles, mail some postcards and hunt for sea glass.
While I was doing that, Bob got talking to an educator who pointed out the grave that is supposed to be Macbeth's. Then he showed him Duncan's too. Grrrr! I must learn not to stray too far from Bob's side.
I am so impressed by the restaurant garden of the Argyll Hotel on Iona. This photo shows only part of it.
When we were getting off the ferry on Mull, this group of pipers and drummers was getting on.
When we were getting on the ferry at Mull to head back to the mainland, the same group was getting off the ferry and quickly set up to busk. They collected quite a bit of money from those getting on the ferry.
Today was mainly cloudy but that didn't diminish the beauty of Scotland.
Tonight's supper was haggis-stuffed chicken.
Tonight we are staying in the hotel in the tiny village of Taynuilt. My friends William Wordsworth and Samuel Coleridge stayed in it in 1803. If it's good enough for them, it's good enough for us. Actually, it's totally charming and slightly more modern than they had it. They recorded that it was "very congenial" and included "accommodation for their horses."