Friday morning dawns a shade of grey and wet as we pack up but then fines up once we’re done. Is the weather picking on us?
We again get the ferry over to Lochmaddy on North Uist only this time we drive down through all the connected islands:- Benbecula, South Uist and onto to Eriskay to catch the short half hour ferry onto Barra, for which we have the dogs up on deck, which perhaps wasn’t the best of ideas.
We camp at a place called Borve, our base for three nights, right next to the Isle of Barra beach hotel, the most westerly hotel and pub in Great Britain but with no beer.
The bar does have Hebridean Ales in bottles but nowhere do we find these beers on draught.
In fact it’s very hard to find anything on draught in the Hebrides. It’s not an area that seems to do the traditional pub. Perhaps this is a business opportunity.
We have imported a bottle of Scottish Single Malt back to Scotland just in case of such a situation.
(Friday 29th June)
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