The day seemed to dawn well and with promise of continuing good weather. It seemed like a good day to get down to Kerrera Sound and take the ferry across to the island for a day of walking.
Yes, a view from the campsite certainly showed plenty of blue sky.
We decided we’d go for the first ferry across to Kerrera, scheduled for 8.45. We got there early and the ferry was there and about to leave. We jumped on - the only passengers. This was hardly surprising since there was no ferry scheduled for that time.
Above we see the view to the island whilst below a high speed boat passes between us and the ferry car park.
The view to the southwest as we crossed Kerrera Sound is above and the view in the opposite direction is below.
We approached the Kerrera slipway
and by 8.30 we were on the island.
There’s Kerrera, divided up into kilometre squares. You can see how short a journey the ferry crossing is. Our campsite is shown on the map too, at Laggan. Our original plan was to walk across the island to Slatrach bay and then do the circuit down the west side, across the south to Gylen and back up the east side.
So we set off to cross the island.
Island sheep did not seem to think much of the early morning visitors, climbing away from the ferry slipway.
Soon we had enough height to look over a house. The mainland slipway is pretty well dead centre in the photo.
Kerrera is said to have 45 inhabitants which has increased this century from about 30.
I do not think the church was still in use but there were good views across the sound to the other campsite and the humpy bumpy hills
There are a few cars on the island but the quad is probably good transport for there are no surfaced roads. That’s as good as a track gets.
It was very pleasing country we shared with the sheep.
There were small dwellings and also large farmhouses.
Fine horns – but this sheep was not keen to share them with me.
I’m sure you’ll have noticed that virtually every photo has electric wires in it. I’m sure that if you want to maintain a population, mod cons are essential.
We hit an unexpected snag. The track down to Slatrach Bay proved to be private so in a change of plan we headed off to the north to reach the sea at Oitir Mhor.
