August 03, 2009
Monday 3rd August Loch Feochan, Oban
Lulled into a false sense of security. Dad took me on a mega walk and then we visited the little island near our mooring to put wind up them hairy Irish/Scottish dog things lying on it. Oh I so enjoyed watching them haul their fat bodies back into the water as we got close. Obviously some of them got brave and stared us out rather than move, they were the fatter ones!
Then they left me all day!