After lunch at Sammy's place, it seemed too early to return to Tayinloan. After all we did not want to end up in a traffic jam on Loch Lomond side. So we turned south towards Cara again.A distant rumble of thunder from the east......drew our gaze towards towering clouds......but Donald heard nothing.The isle of Cara grew steadily bigger......as we prepared to greet the Brownie once more. What