I may have only been here a few days but it feels like a lot longer. Maybe that’s the island pace of life? I filled my days with hiking Mull’s only munro, a walk out to the spectacular Carsaig sea arches, visiting the beautiful beaches and enjoying spectacular sunsets with only the sheep and oyster catchers for company. A rather inquisitive ewe woke me after my first night by having a good rub on the side of the van!
I also took a boat out to Staffa and was lucky to see the puffins and visit Fingal’s Cave, which is incredible.
A visit to the island wouldn’t have been complete without seeing colourful Tobermory where I met two bikers who were also huge Formula 1 fans. We spent a happy evening talking everything F1 - they just came back from the Monaco Grand Prix, so I have all their tips for when I can afford to go!
An unexpected encounter during my island roaming was to see Neil, a chap I met on the ferry who said he lived in a cabin in the woods. I was given vague directions but found it easily. It was amazing to see off-grid living in action with a tour of the forest thrown in. A huge stag jumped out from the trees and crossed the path in front of me - such beauty! I also spotted a lady at Calgary Bay looking up at a soaring bird of prey. She kindly let me borrow her binoculars to marvel at the golden eagle! I had wanted to see one since arriving on Mull, so as it was my final morning it made my day. It was also her children’s first time at the beach after her eldest was born in lockdown. Watching him mesmerised and laughing at paddling in the water gave me the biggest smile.
So, it’s back to sunny Oban today after a magical stay on Mull.
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