Andrew and Jim, the
Lomo twins, weaved their way steadily through the boats on the hard standing on their way from the Dunure Inn...
...back to the harbour. It is a bit of a novelty for us to exit this harbour in January in a calm.
In contrast, this what met us in January 2010. Maintaining one's equilibrium in such conditions is all part of the fun of sea kayaking.
A stange buzzing noise overlaid with a "wop wop wop" echoed round the walls of the harbour and the castle.
It was an autogyro, possibly a Montgomerie Merlin. These are built just a few miles away from Dunure at
Crosshill. After circling us a few times it buzzed off in the direction of Turnberry airfield...
...leaving us in silence as we paddled up the Ayrshire coast...
...towards the Heads of Ayr. Somehow we felt safer balancing at sea level.
