tracksterman

Bloody hell!

I spent Sunday in Suileag bothy, patching up the tent while biblical weather raged outside - a full-on winter storm in July. Yesterday, Monday, I got the late boat out to Stornoway and installed myself on the campsite. I was woken this morning by the tent shaking in an odd, rhythymic manner - and realised a huge seagull was busy pecking five big holes through the tent’s mesh skirt to get at my cheese! Goddamn it, now I really AM pissed off!