This is an absolute must, not that there is a particularly safe overnight anchorage, but a stop is essential (if necessary I imagine one could take the dinghy across from the Glencoe Boat Club moorings). Forget about the view of the grim Isles of Glencoe Hotel, ignore the noise from the road, and just take in the mountains all around — and definitely land on the island. Its name comes from St Fintan Mundus of Argyll, an Irish disciple of St Columba. Talk about atmospheric, and photogenic. This little island is not just a wonderful place to view Loch Leven from, with beautiful broadleaf and pine trees. But it has tombs, loads of tombs, being the traditional burial place for the people of Glencoe. The tombs lie scattered all around, mostly from the 19th century up to about the 1970s. Many stones are upright and easy to read, some have fallen down, and others are slabs lying on the ground. There is a 16th century ruined chapel too, abandoned in 1653 and very overgrown. So just sit amongst the wild flowers and breathe in the scene, in April it is awash with celandines.
