Yesterday, I completed my figure of eight cycle ride around the Hebridian Isle of Mull. I started at the tiny village of Salen on the east coast. The derelict pier is now home to shags who use the tops of the posts to rest while digesting their latest meal of fish. Every post is used and as soon as one is vacant, another shag immediately takes its place.
The tiny road west passed two castles and alongside a sea lochs. It then headed inland into Glen More gently climbing as hills were encountered. This was remote moorland with no habitation and very picturesque.