I had hoped to see her under sail, but it wasn’t meant to be. This is the Flying Dutchman, a regular visitor to Islay and Jura, spotted in the Sound of Jura motoring north. We were on a RIB returning to Craighouse (where we had passed the Flying Dutchman when we left) from the Corrycreckan whirlpool.
I’m not sure where exactly I watched this small waterfall (there are various burns running down the hills in the area and I can’t remember which one this was), but it’s somewhere on the eastern side of Evans’ Walk on Jura.
A beautiful April morning on Islay, over night a sand ridge had built up on Kilchoman beach. The mid morning sun from the east is casting a shadow from the ridge.