The wind has shifted, and there is a little chop across the bay, and the boat just rocks gently on the mooring in the early morning sun.

The only snag with picking up buoys or anchoring, is that getting ashore can be a bit damp in a small rubber dinghy.

We get togged up and set off across to the little jetty, where we get un-togged, and ready for a day mooching.

Having visited the little community shop, the decent thing to do is to actually go for a walk before being drawn back to the distillery…

The day is glorious and the views across to the mainland are stunning…

It all starts out really well, but then the track peters out…

It’s a good job our navigation at sea seems to be better than on land…

…but it’s all worth it for the views, and Heydays swinging gently out in the bay…

…and then whisky beckons…

The whisky is very different from those on Islay…not peaty for a start, and all of it is used for Jura bottles, unlike Caol Isla for example, where 70% of their output goes to Johnnie Walker.

We have our first Cullen skink of the trip in the hotel, and then head off around the bay to the cemetery with its Campbell mausoleum.

There is a small and very old church, with an upstairs room full of old photos of Jura life. Its a fascinating insight into what was quite a harsh existence, especially for ordinary crofters and fishermen. No wonder that many just upped and left.

The population is stable at the moment at around 250, and there are some incentives for people to re-establish the old croft. Walking back to the boat, past stunning beaches, we wonder about the contradictions of island life…right up to the end of the 20th century, there is no doubt that, despite the beauty and the abundance of space, places like Jura were still quite isolated, with few incentives for young people or families to stay.

But even in towns and cities in 20’s Britain, so many self isolate behind their screens and technology. Could technology and remote working be the eventual saviour of places like this?

Just one final thought though…for us grandparents, the remoteness from the physical presence of our grandchildren would probably be too much, unless they move here as well…