From Loch Teacuis we crossed to the north shore of Loch Sunart...
...and landed at a lovely little beach under the ancient oak woods of Ardnamurchan.
David was a little too keen to land and he fell out of his cockpit, getting soaked in the process!
While David got changed, Phil and I started our luncheon. Out came oatcakes and a selection of fine mature cheeses, though we left the runnier