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25th August, 2013


The route took us around Cape Wrath and down passed Skye; by dawn Canna and Rum lay ahead and as we passed between the two, then carried on to pass between Muck and Eigg, the rising morning sun reflected off calm waters. It was turning out to be a beautiful day. Mull gradually grew in the distance and by coffee time we were threading our way between the odd yacht and a north bound Cal Mac ferry towards the northern entrance of the Sound of Mull.

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I had received a few raised eyebrows when I had told various fellow marine professionals we had met in the last few days that my intention was to anchor in the Bay, ‘It’s very small for a ship of this size’ was the unspoken word. Well it is, but conditions were perfect and I do have our ‘secret weapon’, the stern anchor, which allows us to maintain an almost permanent position once we had arrived. The ship was turned and we backed in slowly, with my spies on the back end advising me of over curious yacht folk that might get in the way. None did, common sense reigned. All went to plan and pretty soon the Saganauts started off on their short tender journey to the landing jetty and the charming waterfront of Tobermory, well known for its colourful facades.

I followed a few hours later, just for a stroll and to take some photographs of this much photographed tiny town of the Inner Hebrides, the home of the children’s programme ‘Balamory’ and the fictional town of ‘Torbay’ in Alistair MacLean’s novel ‘When Eight Bells Toll’. It was also home during the war to ‘The Terror of Tobermory’, the legendary Vice Admiral Sir Gilbert Stephenson, commander of the training base HMS Western Isles.


Needless to say I met many passengers in my wanderings, heard quite a few foreign voices amongst the other tourists and met a lovely lady in a local craft shop who said she had actually read my blog. Fame indeed.

We departed near enough on schedule, picking up much gooey mud on the bow anchor, but none of the fictional Spanish gold that legend says is on the bottom of the bay after a galleon from the Armada sank back in 1588.   

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