At first we made rapid progress down Loch Eil.
Every so often the sun would break through the grey blanket of cloud...
...that hugged the Lochaber landscape.
We were averaging about 7-8km/hr...
...with the help of the ebb tide.
Our bows cut through the calm water but all too soon...
...we drifted to a stop. The scenery just grabbed our attention.
Stop/start was to be the order of the day.