So I had what is probably the best night sleep I have ever achieved whilst camping. Not a single sound all night, no rodents mugging me for biscuits, no military aircraft flying republican riflemen to Pennsylvania, just silence and sleep. It was a little rainy through the night and the morning, but did not stop me from getting up and making porridge. Got all packed up and managed to blag a lift across the island with my bags. Got some more peacock feathers, and a nice new bag from the national trust shop.

The ferry back was exceptionally weird, as I was the only passenger returning to the mainland. Journey home was fairly uneventful, but just for the sake of completeness, I will add a couple of pics so you get the idea.

Anyway, back to the real world, so until next time.