Doesn’t seem to make any difference to the wee bike – wet or dry she carries on regardless —
and I didn’t feel the need to ford the pond to test my theory – there’s a ferry for that sort of thing.
Besides – the biggest lobster pond in the UK is over there on the island and by all accounts it’s guarded by gentlemen who were once employed by the SAS.
Best to stay on this side and point the camera somewhere else —
That will be Isle of Mull in the distance but there’s a lot of sea between here and there and even a trip to Belnahua via Fladda Lighthouse would mean getting the feet wet. Yes the days when I thought I could walk on water are long gone —
Nice to be out and about tho’ – here we are at the other side of the island – on the quay at Toberonochy —
Looks like the wee Honda has given my dodgy knees a new lease of life. I find getting around on her much easier than hirpling over the hill with the help of two poles.
The lobster pond isn’t the only thing around here that’s well protected – back home the Bardrishaig Spuds have their own Home Guard behind the gate 🙂