This appears to be in the middle of nowhere, but once upon a time someone built the pier which seems to grow out of the rocks, along with a ruined house with a rusting bedstead, and store beside it. And someone clearly is still using the facility for fishing. A quiet spot for a pause, with views of the Treshnish Islands.

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West Mull

Rusting bedstead

Drying creels