48 guests. Seven ports. Nine hours ashore in each.A ship small enough to tie up at the town quay, and a timetable that treats the port as the point. No casino, no buffet, no sea day sold as a feature.
Hold a cabinguests. Twenty-four cabins, one deck, everyone knows the way to the bridge.
draught. Deep enough for weather, shallow enough for the town quay.
dining room. One sitting, one menu, bought in the last port.
casinos, atriums, art auctions, or announcements after nine.
Big ships anchor out and tender you in at ten. We come alongside at seven, in the middle of town, and the gangway stays down until the last restaurant closes.
Each one runs once, in the month the ports are best. We don't repeat a route in a season and we don't sail in the months the locals leave.
Fish market, island churches, a town that runs on the mail boat. Midnight on deck in daylight.
Stone harbours at the end of the season. The restaurants stay open for us and then close for winter.
Distilleries, machair, a whisky bought at the quay. Weather is a port too. We wait for it.
Most ships give a port four hours and a shuttle bus. We give it a working day. That changes what you can do in it.
Tell us which sailing. We'll hold a cabin for seven days while you check the dates, and send the deck plan with the cabin number pencilled in. No deposit to hold.
Hold a cabin