On our recent trip to Ailsa Craig, we spent time under the western cliffs and the Water Cave before rounding Stranny Point. Unfortunately the cacophony of the birds' calls and the smell of their guano does not come across in this video.
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Running before the wind, below the sill.
Leaving Kildonan on the fourth day of our trip round Arran we hoisted our sails then paddled along a wild coastline. The scenery was dominated by an extensive tertiary sill, which extended...
...all the way to Dippen Head where we were...
...dwarfed by the scale of the cliffs.
Once round Dippen Head, we caught our first sight of Holy Island since the first day of our trip. We continued to sail
...all the way to Dippen Head where we were...
...dwarfed by the scale of the cliffs.
Once round Dippen Head, we caught our first sight of Holy Island since the first day of our trip. We continued to sail
Morning mist in the Kyles of Bute
Early on an October morning, Phil and I drove over the high pass above the Kyles of Bute. The Burnt Islands were caught in a momentary blink of sunshine that managed to break through the thick mist.
We had left one car at Colintraive which is the mainland terminal for the ferry which runs over the Kyles to Bute...
...and drove over the narrow roads to Portavadie on the west coast of the Cowal
We had left one car at Colintraive which is the mainland terminal for the ferry which runs over the Kyles to Bute...
...and drove over the narrow roads to Portavadie on the west coast of the Cowal
Imminent Barassie Monkeys.
When we left Lady Isle, the wind swung round to the SE and increased with a dramatic fall in temperature. Nearly 4 hours before, the Clyde Coastguard weather MSI broadcast had warned of gale force winds from the SE, expected imminent.
Yikes! Time to get home. By the time we approached the harbour wall at Troon Point our hands were freezing in the biting wind.
I could resist the temptation of a
Yikes! Time to get home. By the time we approached the harbour wall at Troon Point our hands were freezing in the biting wind.
I could resist the temptation of a
Ready for some windy fun on the Clyde.
Saturday's XC weather, forecast for Troon.
Saturday's MagicSeaweed, surf forecast for Machrihanish.
Saturday's forecast for Troon, in the Firth of Clyde, showed that the predicted gales were not expected to arrive until well into Saturday evening. The surf at Machrihanish was predicted to be 9.5 feet in advance of the arrival of the approaching Atlantic low pressure system. Tony and I decided to
Saturday's MagicSeaweed, surf forecast for Machrihanish.
Saturday's forecast for Troon, in the Firth of Clyde, showed that the predicted gales were not expected to arrive until well into Saturday evening. The surf at Machrihanish was predicted to be 9.5 feet in advance of the arrival of the approaching Atlantic low pressure system. Tony and I decided to
Gently flows the Doon.
Our first port of call was the River Doon.
It was high tide so we were able to paddle right up to the tidal weir...
...and give the kayaks a quick rinse...
...before heading back downstream. Since the 1930's the Doon has lost a third of its flow, which is pumped through the hills of its watershed into the catchment of the River Dee. This river flows into the Solway through a series of dams
It was high tide so we were able to paddle right up to the tidal weir...
...and give the kayaks a quick rinse...
...before heading back downstream. Since the 1930's the Doon has lost a third of its flow, which is pumped through the hills of its watershed into the catchment of the River Dee. This river flows into the Solway through a series of dams
Clyde ore, prawns and peninsulas.
We set off across the Hunterston Channel for the Little Cumbrae. To our right a huge 225m bulk carrier, Grace Future, had just pulled away from the Hunterston ore terminal. We crossed well in front of it and soon came across the Campbeltown creel boat...
...Silver Spray III, lifting her pots on the far side of the channel.
We paddled past the southern tip of Little Cumbrae, we were bound for
...Silver Spray III, lifting her pots on the far side of the channel.
We paddled past the southern tip of Little Cumbrae, we were bound for
There be dragons at the end of rainbows in the Clyde!
We arrived at Ardrossan ferry terminal at dawn. The low sun was just lighting the mountain tops of Arran. We left two cars here and the four of us drove north to Portencross in my car with the sea kayaks on the trailer.
Heavy clouds and rain were blotting out the landscape but just as we were about to be enveloped in wet greyness, a rainbow appeared.
The new type 45 frigate HMS Dragon appeared
Heavy clouds and rain were blotting out the landscape but just as we were about to be enveloped in wet greyness, a rainbow appeared.
The new type 45 frigate HMS Dragon appeared
Hats are de rigeur on the far side of Ailsa Craig.
Even although we have paddled round Ailsa Craig many times, we are always stunned by the teeming gannet colony on the SW cliffs. We could hardly hear ourselves shout over the constant croaking of the gannets. There are about 35,000 pairs nesting on the island in the spring and summer.
Close under the cliffs, the smell of the guano was quite overpowering...
...and our hats were absolutely
Close under the cliffs, the smell of the guano was quite overpowering...
...and our hats were absolutely
Sea kayaking hardship in Loch Fyne.
There is an excellent pub with fine food in Furnace but it was only 16:00hrs and so we decided to cross to east shore of Loch Fyne. David and I soon left Phil behind as we set off on a close reach across the loch.Unfortunately we could not point as high as we would have liked so we dropped sails and prepared for a windward slog.Phil was soon nowhere in sight, far behind and downwind of us. Away
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