Monday, May 19, 2008
Emerging from the Gulf of Corryvreckan we turned northwards. The west coast of Scarba is a wild place. Photo Jennifer Wilcox.
There is almost nowhere to land.
There is a very high raised beach then a cliff falls precipitously to the swell zone below.
The first landing spot is once you round Rhuba nam Faoileann. There is an ancient settlement on the flatter land above the cliffs.
As you continue round the coast you meet the current from the Grey Dogs tidal race to the north of Scarba.
We stopped at caves for a breather.
But we were quite tired at the end of the day. There are no pubs on Jura but we had brought such essentials of sustenance as cans of Guinness and bottles of Jura and Speyside malts.....