Incidents and mysteries

While at anchor there was a need to transport between ship and shore,
to get provisions, ballast for the creel, visit the pub etc. To save
embarrassment the names have been removed from the narrative but a
crew member while attempting to board the tender managed to end up
going for a swim in Puilladobhrain anchorage. All very unfortunate
but the main loss was of the dignity of the crew member, as one other
yachtie commented it can happen to the best of us.
We walked over the hill and had a couple of pints at the Tigh na
Truish and then mackerel for tea done in the oven to avoid the boat
smelling like a chippy. The heads guts etc. were all placed in the
creel, see photo, and placed in a rocky spot to tempt the local
lobster overnight.
The haul in the morning revealed half a dozen crabs, wee tiddlers and
a mysteriously empty bait pouch. Overnight something had managed to
unzip the pouch at the top of the creel and empty the contents,
possibly an octopus? Any suggestions? The dinghy in the photo left
just shortly before us, interesting rig does anyone recognise it?
We set off under motor and once clear of Easdale at the South end of
Seil sailed all the way down the Sound of Luing past Corryvreckhan and
Crinan to Loch Sween, the wind was SW so once in the loch which runs
SE to NW we had a gentle run all the way up past the Castle and
anchored in the Fairy Isles at 19:00, with only the sound of the wind
and the odd owl to break the peace. The landscape reminds David of BC
in Canada, many little islands with fir trees and a backdrop of
mountains.
Thursday morning now and the forecast is going downhill fast, gales
forecast for tomorrow and not much better on Saturday. It was our
intention to go on to Port Ellen on Islay before going round the Mull
but time and weather may defeat us as David needs to be home for
Sunday night. Crew meeting over breakfast to look at the options.