With the repast complete, we could turn our attention to the little town that surrounds the harbour.


Across the ocean we could see the high mountains on Skye The Cuillins rise up to 986 metres, well into the Munro territory of mountains over 3000 feet above sea level.

A couple of Mallaig tourists.

Fishing equipment always catches the eye.

I’d have liked to have known more about the statue on the end of another pier.

Well of course, the web is wonderful so I can include a paragraph from the September 2006 issue of ‘The Road to the Isles’
WORK OF ART GIFTED TO MALLAIG
A striking statue of an eight foot tall fisherman, holding a young girl's hand
and pointing out so sea, has been given to the port of Mallaig by its sculptor,
Mark Rogers of Airor in Knoydart. Mark originally used a chicken wire base onto
which he moulded cement to make the figures, the biggest piece of work he has
done so far. But when he knew they were going to be erected on Mallaig Pier he
cut off the legs and cast them again in concrete, to withstand gales. Mark has
lived at Airor since 1999, starting up Knoydart Sculptural Services. A statue of
the fisherman alone stands on the jetty at Airor.

We were still by the fishing boats. In fact my old friend Ocean Trust has moored here.

And there were gulls to enjoy so it began to feel like it had done way back in 1970.


But what was this?

Yes, two seals were now begging from fishing folk, who were chatting with tourists


“Go on! Chuck us a fish”.
He (or she) was in luck for odd bits of fish were chucked into the water.

Meanwhile, we were running out of Mallaig time so we took a quick walk around just a little of the teeny town.

Here, we look over the sea to Skye again.

What a shame about the dirty smoke in front of the Isle of Rhum

Aha, it was our loco, Lord of the Isles preparing for the return journey.

There’s Skye again.

Once a railway nerd – always a railway nerd. It’s old bullhead rail up here.

A church overlooked the ocean.

We rejoined our train, ready to leave Mallaig for the journey back to Fort William.