We had to go separately, because dogs weren't allowed on the Rib .. so whilst Paul was on his trip, I took some photos and made a few quick sketches, whilst Paddy slept at my feet.
Back home, I made this painting to reflect the dreaminess of the scene and the dreaminess of actually living in a place as beautiful as we do.
The small black blob in the middle is the boat Paul was on, as it disappeared away up the Loch. Can you see him waving? Me neither!
Loch Tay Cruise