I have been to Jura before, for the music festival a number of years ago.
However, that’s another story which involved a scabby old caravan to sleep in as there was no other accommodation that night, a very expensive hotel the next night which I happened to get locked in while Iain and Gordon went to a party on the island till five in the morning with “Beastie” the coxswain of the Port Askaig life boat.
As I say that was many moons ago and I was young and daft then. Come to think of it, the only difference is I’m not so young now. Ah! Memories.
The sea plane at Oban Heading South
Krystal looking good Picking Kevin up in the dinghy
Ashore in Craighouse
