Isle Of Staffa

Sailed there with a group of friends, chartering two boats for a long weekend. Sea was like the proverbial millpond, the two boats 40 to 50 yachts, rafter together and took the dinghies into Staffa.

It was a special day when we went to Staffa.. the sea was calm and blue. When we got there we climbed high on the cliffs and saw puffins so close we could almost reach out to them. Then we scrambled along the walkway over basalt hexagons down into Fingal’s Cave. The sea washes in and out swooshing and echoing. A piper got his bagpipes out and played while we were in the cave. magical place.