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Once warmed and showered we all piled into a car and headed down the couple of miles to The Plockton Hotel where we met the rest of our expedition and drank far more beer than was good for us.

Sunday morning welcomed us without the mist of the preceding day. Conditions looked better and by 9am we were back down at the Kyle slip launching the two boats. The Admiralty Chart of the area had shown that there was a wreck well up the small Loch no Beiste sea loch, towards the southern side of the loch. We thought it would be an idea to have a look for it.

We zipped flat out across Loch Alsh in the two boats, testing one boat against the other for performance - and darted into Loch no Beiste itself. The other boat had a rudimentary echo sounder and rather haphazardly we went to work scouring up and down the Loch for a snag.

“Got something here” – shouted the cox of the other boat excitedly after just a few minutes. Wreck finding couldn’t be this easy.

“Depth is about 25 metres to the seabed and it rises up about 5 metres. There’s something big down there.”