Once clear of the reefs and rock gardens off the southern end of Iona ..we came to beach after beach of beautiful white sands.
The good weather made it easy to forget how remote and desolate this coast line really is..but this creel boat was the first boat we had seen since we left the Ross of Mull .. four hours earlier. I never saw another until crossing the Sound of Iona again
It was now lunch time so we headed through the reefs to a hidden beach ..which not surprisingly..we had to ourselves.
As my kayak companions unloaded lunch ...
I clambered the rocks to get a birds eye view of the bay and its beautiful surroundings... hard to believe I was still in Scotland
After lunch we continued our journey by staying inshore ... to admire the close up views of sea..sand ..seaweed and rocks...
Sometimes I came to dead ends..my passage blocked by sand bars.. so I backtracked and found another route.. not that I cared ..I was in paradise.
At the north end of Iona..we headed for a small island called Eilean Andraidh ..which has another beautiful sandbar.
This island was made famous by one of the Scottish Colourist artists... Samuel Peploe. He often painted here.. and in the 70ís ..many homes hung prints of his paintings..beside the three flying duck.. hung above the mantelpiece.
I recognized the views instantly
And wished I had brought my box of paints..as well as my camera ..
To be continued...