No prizes for guessing where day one began.
Cuan Sound was very flat with just a few small overfalls at the west end, but there were some entertaining oily-boily-whirly bits.
After passing Easedale, I crossed to Insh for lunch on this little beach. It was very warm for mid winter.
There can be few more beautiful places than Clachan Sound on a sunny day. Sadly, it’s all too short. I could have sat drifting in the tide for hours.
Day two started off pretty much in the same vein. This is Eilean Righ in Loch Craignish.
It was far too nice to stay in the confines of the loch though and I wanted to visit the islands just south of the Dorus Mor. I didn’t want to be there by myself though when the tide was running hard, so planned to get there as the flow eased off towards slack water at the end of the flood. There was still 3-4 knots of flow between the islands, although the middle of the Dorus Mor was one huge, smooth, oily boil. I stopped on this little beach on the north side for a second lunch.
Soon after, an easterly wind blew up, creating more interesting conditions in the eddy on the north side of the channel.
In fact it started to blow pretty hard and that was the end of the summery weather. Once the sun disappeared behind Jura, the temperature plummeted…..
…..and by morning it was raining horizontally. Maybe it is February after all.
Andrea.
Ps I’m not following you around Douglas, honest!
Pps Apologies to Mark for abusing his fine hospitality and using his website as a personal blog (again!).
