Coming into Oban has been delightful, but the difference between Skye and Oban is dramatic. Lovely here, and great walking about a city and being stimulated by many things, but it only shows how mystical Skye was. The vastness of it. The lack of “things”. The ghosts of the past that lurk in every abandoned Croft. The majesty of the sky and sea.
And the people we met. Steve, who goes to Romania annually to help the Roma children, Ali and Shaz who have created a slice of heaven in the old Croft on the water, Stuart, our race car driver whose family runs boat tours to a land locked loch between the mountains. They are unique people in a unique place who gave us a magical time we hold in our hearts forever.
Here are some photos Steve took (did we mention that he’s a photographer and web designer also?)
Civilized Cross Many Countries 