Blessed with a still day and a calm sea, we found ourselves at Loth terminal more or less as the sun came up. There was much low cloud, but the early light broke through where it could and lit the sea beautifully – we had several beautiful views of silvery sea on the drive to the ferry and Backaskaill, Stove, and the Eday sound all looked very lovely.
The Varagen was in service, and we were scheduled to come and go via Eday yesterday. Normally we take advantage of the deck space on the Varagen and travel outside in the fresh air, or go in the half deck cafeteria for the bacon butties. We were eschewing the bacon, so yesterday was the first time I had set foot in the passenger lounge. “Mostly too hot, and rather uncomfortable seating” was my verdict.
I knitted onÂ my Water Socks in both directions and by the time I got home I had added half a leg, a heel flap and one third of the gusset stitches. It won’t be long now until I have a pair.
We arrived in Kirkwall to find it far colder than Sanday had been when we left. There was some low cloud and mist that brought with it the kind of chill that instantly seeps into one’s bones and saps all energy.