Long after we left the Mull of Galloway, we were still surrounded by its "nine tides", which are woven by an old witch. As we were paddling in the last 3 hours of the ebb, we met a strong counter eddy running east from Port Kemin.
We now crossed Carrickamickie Bay and...
...entered the West Bay of Slauchmorrie.
Now we found ourselves under...
...the great rock walls...
...of the Nick of Kindram.
Talking of Kindrams, David looked like he had enjoyed one or two Kindrams the night before!
