N 57.66681°, W 04.65537°
The ferry crossing was smooth and the whole way across we spotted guillemots, razorbills and gannets. Emma also spotted a porpoise as we made the final approach to Ullapool. Once docked, and whilst waiting in the truck to disembark, another Iceland gull flew nonchalantly over the stern of the boat and into the town. So much for seeking out wildlife on remote islands.
In fairness, though; though it felt like we were sort of 'back' Ullapool is still well and truly in the north west of the Scottish Highlands and is hardly an urban metropolis.
We drove for about an hour after disembarking and then, in order to find somewhere to kip, quite literally drove a random steep and slippery track into a random forest. We've now pulled up in a clearing next to a crashing stream (coordinates) and are surrounded by snow clad mountain tops. En route we fluked another excellent red deer sighting (pic - but you may have to look closely).
Fair to say the truck continues to earn it's keep.
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