
An evening ferry crossing to Islay, a distant view of McArthur’s Head lighthouse with some low clouds over the hills in the fading light.

An evening ferry crossing to Islay, a distant view of McArthur’s Head lighthouse with some low clouds over the hills in the fading light.

One of the many caves on Islay, the cave at the foot of the cliffs below McArthur’s Head lighthouse, at the southern entrance to the Sound of Islay. I can’t remember the details, but I have a vague memory of a story of it once being used by whisky smugglers. Which might be true. Or not.

Leaving Islay on a cloudy Monday after the Islay Sessions at the end of November 2019. Little did I know that it was going to be my last Islay visit and the last Islay picture I was going to take for at least 1.5 years, possibly 2 years or even more. For now I’m raiding my archives, I hope they will tide me over until I can visit Islay again.