Thursday June 28. I have all day to explore the island. All the time in the world and no place I have to be. Love days like that. Freedom. Kevin gave me a couple ideas. There is a house on the other side of the island that was lived in in recent history by a family member. Kevin speculates that this would be the area where my family most likely occupied back in the day. He also suggests I visit the cemetery. But first I'm off to the historic priory (monastery) on the adjacent island of Oronsay. It is accessible by a tidal flat at low tide. Normally I ride ATGATT but the weather is so nice I opt for shorts and a t shirt. And a helmet. Freedom. It's only a few miles to the tidal flat. To get to the priory I need to walk to the other side just to the right of my helmet. Lots of coos walking around but I didn't see any of the scary horn-ed persuasion. I had delusions of keeping my feet clean and dry (since I only have one pair of shoes) but gave up on that quickly. While in Rome... Here's a map shot while en route. Parking is at the southern end of the B8085 road and my location is about half way to the priory on the Oronsay road. I would say generally to budget an hour walk time each way. It took me over an hour to get there as I wasn't exactly sure where I was going (and I hadn't yet acceoted the reality that there was no way to stay dry) and 40 minutes to get back as I ran sections. One abstract thought that came to mind: while tromping through the water and clam flats I flashbacked to the days as a young boy in the early 70s doing the exact same thing on Whidbey Island in the Puget Sound and, for a brief moment, felt the exact same way. Freedom.