My weather-induced depression has started to lift - it is like the Med here today. First picture is Dunstaffnage on Sunday evening when Janet arrived. It was cold - very cold - but calm, then yesterday it blew force seven, occasionally eight, so we stayed put.

Today has been lovely, a nice force four, occasionally five, sea very pleasant, great sail down to Craobh (pronounced Croove, or thereabouts). One dolphin, one seal.

Craobh is a funny little place, a street of new-ish twee cottages and a pub. It was only 25 miles this morning so we were here by lunch time. Funny old thing, they had beer in the pub so we had to sit out on the terrace in the sun. Glorious. Just what sailing should always be like!