On our last day on Rum, we manage a last wander around the loch side without getting too wet, and leave the dampest of our clothes to dry off a bit while we take the castle tour.
Stately home meets museum meets decaying mansion...
Definitely one not to be missed.
In the morning, the mist has descended so that Eigg and Skye are the only clear outlines on the horizon, with just tantalising hints where the contours of Rum should be - as if we dreamt our visit...
A few weeks on, and already it feels like a lucid dream in another lifetime...
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