May marks the beginning of (slightly) warmer times in Scotland and the beginning of camping season. Last year, we celebrated the return of the sun, and more importantly Jeremi’s dad’s birthday, on the isle of Bute. This year, we went for a long weekend on the isle Mull and its very close little sister Iona.
We were less lucky with the weather but how good does it feels to have breakfast outside, to end a long day of exploration at the local pub, and to listen to the waves while you fall asleep?!
Where to next year for number 47?