‘The ferry leaves for Oban every day
And passes Tobermory on the way,
Then just beyond the lovely isle of Coll,
Is Tiree, the most beautiful of all.’
The ferry leaves Oban every day
That is certainly true for the summer timetable
But under the winter timetable it is a different matter.
At present there are no sailings on a Wednesday or a Friday.
Additionally you have to take into account wind and wave conditions.
Last week the ferry sailed as per schedule until Thursday.
Although it was calm in Oban it was another matter on Tiree.
Consequently Thursday’s sailing for Coll and Tiree was cancelled.
With no sailing on Friday the next timetabled ferry was on Saturday.
Naturally, we wanted to return home after our time on the Mainland.
But we had two days to get to know the town of Oban a bit better.
We had seen enough of shops in Glasgow and Milton Keynes.
It was time to go exploring on foot – and explore we did.
Both days we climbed up to the famed McCaigs Tower.
On the second day of our enforced stay in Oban
In addition to McCaig’s Tower we climbed up Pulpit Hill.
From both landmarks you see right across the town.
MV Isle of Mull from Pulpit Hill as she sails past the end of Kerrera
Then out across the Bay to Kerrera –
Beyond Kerrera to Duart Castle on Mull.
Then there is Lismore, Lismore Lighthouse and Morven.
As a Ferry Terminal there is a buzz about the town.
There are ferries coming and going most of the day.
Oban as a port serves both the Inner and Outer Hebrides:
Kerrera, Lismore, Colonsay, Mull, Barra, Coll and Tiree.
We enjoyed our time in Oban but it was a relief to board our ferry.
It was even more of a relief to arrive home safe and sound.
It was a pleasure to see well known faces at the pier.
It was a joy to spend time with family and friends.
It was great to play with our two grandchildren –
Better by far than either FaceTime or Skype.
We set out for home thankful for everything.
The birthday celebrations were wonderful.
Now the crammed underground trains are but a memory.
London, Oxfordshire and Glasgow seem so far away.
We are back under the big wide open skies.
Skies that turned blue to welcome us home.
Dark Skies that this evening are lit by stars.
And before that a Tiree sunset.
It is so good to be back among the now familiar:
To walk the length of the pier
To watch the sunrise and the sunset.
To walk to the Co-Op, lighthouse and harbour.
To meet together with other islanders to worship God.
In a word (or more) “It is good to be home, back on Tiree.”
This is ‘Life on Tiree’.