By the time we arrived at Dougarie estate boathouse, it was 18:25 and pouring with rain.
We continued south and thankfully the rain stopped an hour later.
We now set across the broad expanse of Machrie Bay. We were bound for the headland below Torr Righ Mor, still some 6km distant.
As we approached the headland, the setting sun lit it in a last blaze of sunshine.
From the rocks below Torr
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John Willacy surfed my wake!
It was now time to leave Ailsa Craig and right on cue a nice F3-4 breeze got up from the NW to help us home. I used the sail to get in front of the others...
...and get some photos of the Arran mountains with Phil in the foreground.
Tony flashed by in his very sparkly Cetus.
Gradually the NW wind cleared the sky behind us.
John's Rockpool Taran surfed the waves very easily...
...as we slid
...and get some photos of the Arran mountains with Phil in the foreground.
Tony flashed by in his very sparkly Cetus.
Gradually the NW wind cleared the sky behind us.
John's Rockpool Taran surfed the waves very easily...
...as we slid
Circumnavigation of Ailsa Craig.
The regular staff of seakayakphoto.com are not the World's greatest circumnavigators...
...but our new honorary member, John Willacy, does have a reputation as a rather fast circumnavigator (Anglesey, Isle of Man etc.) so we felt we could not let the side down. Honour was at stake, so we set off on a circumnavigation of the Craig...
...all 3.84km of it! We soon passed Stranny Point and came to
...but our new honorary member, John Willacy, does have a reputation as a rather fast circumnavigator (Anglesey, Isle of Man etc.) so we felt we could not let the side down. Honour was at stake, so we set off on a circumnavigation of the Craig...
...all 3.84km of it! We soon passed Stranny Point and came to
Home to roost in Garlieston.
We had enjoyed our sojourn in the Isle Whithorn so much that, by the time we left, the whitewashed houses had a pink glow from a sun that was already sinking in the west.
On leaving the harbour we turned our backs to the sun and turned east...
...into the broad expanse of Wigtown Bay.
We made for Cruggleton Point...
...which is topped by the remains of Cruggleton Castle.
By now the sun was
On leaving the harbour we turned our backs to the sun and turned east...
...into the broad expanse of Wigtown Bay.
We made for Cruggleton Point...
...which is topped by the remains of Cruggleton Castle.
By now the sun was
A Fyne trip on Argyll's Secret Coast!
A 21km day trip from Portavadie to Otter Ferry, Loch Fyne.Auchalick Bay, Loch FyneTidal streams in Loch Fyne are generally weak. In the Otter Ferry narrows:+0555 HW Greenock (-0510 HW Dover) north-east going flood begins.+0015 HW Greenock (+0135 HW Dover) south-west going ebb begins.In mid channel the rate in each direction is 1 knot. Close to the beacon at the end of the spit, the rate is about
Through the Brownie's window, on Cara.
We came across a row of old tractors lined up behind the beach at Cara. Phil tried to get the most recent looking one started......but judging by the spider's web in its air intake, it obviously hadn't run for a while.Giving up on the tractor, we started to walk up the track towards......Cara House, which was on the horizon.As we climbed, we enjoyed a fabulous view over Gigha to the Paps of
From the Dorus Mor to Crinan
From the Corryvreckan we had to paddle at a high ferry angle to get round the north end of Reisa an t-Sruith. Once past here we were propelled through the Dorus Mor (the gap behind the paddlers) and thence towards Crinan still at 11km/hr!All was quiet as we approached Crinan......and landed at the slipway......after a superb day of tidal assistance.A trailer makes light work of transporting 4
All quiet at Dunstaffnage
Leaving Ganavan Bay the conglomerate rocks of Ganavan Hill tumble steeply into the sea. Silver birch cling to the steep slopes and survive on ground that is too steep for sheep to get at their seedlings.Rounding a headland a strip of low lying ground links Ganavan Hill to an isolated hill called Chapel Hill which was once probably an island. On the flat ground, the modern buildings of the
The skies cleared over the Firth of Lorn.
We left Oban harbour under cloudy, grey skies......but no sooner had we entered the Firth of Lorn......than a remarkable meteorological transformation took place......and the clouds parted above us.We continued our voyage up the Firth of Lorn under welcome winter sunlight.
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