Stockinish

On the way to Tarbert, we camped on Stockinish Island, next to an "Ob" a tidal nearly-fully-enclosed loch. In this case it was used by local fishermen to store lobsters in, ready for the Xmas rush.

The land here is incredibly bleak.   Must have been heartbreaking for the families evicted in the 1850s from their fertile crofts on the West, just a few miles away.

The soil is too thin even to bury the dead, so they had to be carried over the Coffin road to the west coast