It was a motor across to the Outer Hebrides, past the tiny Shiant Islands. This pic is of rocks just to the west of the islands themselves, with Harris behind. We saw a lot of puffins on the water, and when we approached they would do a panicky flap of their rather undersized wings and scoot off across the water … Read More
The delightful cafe on Canna was threatening to soak up all our cash, so we had to depart… and make our way south towards Muck, sailing under cruising chute alone down the west coast of Rum. This is such an imposing island with its huge mountains. Little Muck is quite modest by comparison. Entering between the red and green poles … Read More
After a couple of days in Mallaig, including the bank holiday Monday, we set off for one of the most celebrated sailing destinations in Europe ( that’s what it says in the pilot book!), Loch Scavaig on Skye. This is surrounded by the imposing bare mountains of the Cuillin rising to 1000m from sea level. We opted not to try … Read More
Tomorrow is another day, as they say, and the trip north from Gometra Harbour could not have been more of a contrast with the previous day’s motoring and flat sea. An easterly force 4 to 5 increased to a solid 6 across the Sound of Mull. For the first time ever we tucked a second reef in the main, rolled … Read More
After an amazing day seeing puffins up close at the Treshnish Islands (and I mean within a few feet) and gasping in awe at the sheer natural splendour of Staffa and Fingal’s Cave (must dash home and write an overture to celebrate it…!) we have come over towards Mull and anchored in a tiny inlet called Gometra Harbour, separating the … Read More
From Loch Aline we cruised round Lismore Island, a little way up Loch Linne from Oban. It was delightful gently sailing down the east side under jib alone. The views during this extended period of high pressure are breathtaking wherever you look – the mountains and islands at their very best. Oban was a necessary stop, to say goodbye to … Read More
It might be the skipper’s cooking that is driving them to prayer….
Who would have guessed it? We looked across the pontoon at Loch Aline to see a Devon flag fluttering on a small boat. Who should it be but Pete Scott and Alistair Ripper from SYC, cruising on Pete’s Cape Cutter ‘Avocet’?
We took our departure from Islay on Friday 18th May at just after 1300, to catch the north-going tide. At first we thought it might be best to go east of Jura, but the Sound of Jura gets narrower at the top end and squirts you through the Sound of Luing, so you need to work the tides, and we … Read More
Monday to Tuesday 14th to 15th May The coast of Antrim was a spectacular delight, better than the Lake District, according to Andy. North from Belfast Lough the cliffs and mountains are craggy, rounded giants. We chose to ride out a tide in Red Bay, waiting until after 10pm before setting out into the strong north-going tide. Wind was too … Read More