Day 8. Camp is over and we’ll soon be home.

I have actually stood on that little skerry with a lone tree growing on it. I swam to it on one of the really hot days earlier this week.

I can’t remember exactly which pier I started from, but I know for sure that it wasn’t the one in the foreground here – it must have been somewhere near those boat sheds on the left. That islet didn’t seem very far when I saw it from the shore, but seen from here it looks a bit longer. It’s hard to judge the distance across emptiness. I wish I had walked up to that tree to measure myself against it, but I didn’t think of it at the time.