The wheels on the bus ...

Early morning wake up at 6:30 (see they can do it!) then ablutions and a quick bowl of porridge.

As the tide was in and very high we had to walk over the hill to get to the bus rather than on the now submerged roadway. As we crossed the saddle of the hill the local stag came onto a nearby summit just to check that we were leaving his territory.

We are on a very quiet bus and heading south ...