The tide was favourable at Kyle Rhea at 06.30 so we were up after 5 hours sleep to take the sleigh ride through the narrows at 11 knots over the ground.
Michael was waiting for us at the pontoon in Kyle of Loch Alsh but we were keen to catch the tide under the Skye Bridge so we didn't hang about.
Twelve long and tedious hours of motoring into a steep chop saw Sally and Michael retreat to their seasick slumbers. We made painfully slow progress bucking and rearing our way north towards Lochinver. Fearing mutiny we diverted towards the Summer Isles and found a quiet anchorage between Risor and the mainland. A long sleep in a peaceful anchorage restored morale - at least in part!