At 12.30 the wind swung to the right direction and started to blow perfectly cross-off to the waves. It wasn’t strong, but it was definitely just about enough to wobble out. We had forty five minutes! Jamie was first out this time, determined to clock-up as many waves as possible in this tiny window of opportunity. One thing was for sure, we had to make that ferry, or otherwise we were headed for 3 x divorces! Promises had been made to our respective partners and we were all expected to be home first thing Sunday morning – or else! What if Timo or Jamie broke their mast on the last wave? Brager is a big bay with a lot of current moving around and a last-minute calamity could mean a long swim in and cause a total disaster! Our half hour window was both a bitter and sweet way to end the trip. On one hand we had scored a handful of quality waves right down-to-the-wire, while on the other side of the coin, we had to leave just as the conditions we’d come for started to turn on. UK Champ Jamie was happy to catch those few waves, that’s for sure. We made the ferry with ten minutes to spare before they shut the gates and a huge rainbow framed the town as our Cal Mac ferry pulled out of Stornaway bound for mainland Scotland