Albion, Don and Wen, Stuart France

Getting to Ayr…


…We had counted on leaving the ferry by six,

and being off the Isle of Skye,

by seven.


We were late off the ferry

and did not cross back onto the mainland

until eight.


Besides which, having to be somewhere

at a certain time tends to go against the grain

when holidaying, that is work stuff!


Normally we have a nebulous plan

which leaves lots of room

for unscheduled stops

when the landscape calls.


That particular luxury had been withdrawn.


Even though we had only been on the isles

for a couple of days

there was also a lingering notion

that the sun would not set

leaving us enough light to drive through the night.


Not so!