"Yes Barney, you smell of wet dog."

The Clan (12 of us) refueling for more highland activites

The beach at the end of the garden - it looks warmer in the photo!

View from the living room - the tent is just far away enough for us not to hear the squabbles!

Collecting Mussels for dinner - the anticipated stomach complaints never materialised.

Ava, Isabelle's ballet buddy

Stick and blanket tents, a fore runner of Gore Tex geodesic domes!