On Saturday afternoon, we emerged from the Dunure Inn to continue our downwind blast back to Ayr.
The wind was now cross offshore and the resulting flat water conditions meant we could really push on.
I managed to get one blast of 19km/hr as we sped below the cliffs towards the Heads of Ayr.
Bracken Bay proved to be a convenient spot to get rid of excess fluid though it took David a little time to get his pump gushing.
Then it was back at sea again for the final...
...5km dash from the Heads of Ayr...
...to Seafield. Because of the strength of the wind, we had completed the 19km trip from Maidens in 90 minutes less than our previous best kayak sailing time.
Imagine you are at the edge of the sea on a day when it is difficult to say where the land ends and the sea begins and where the sea ends and the sky begins. Sea kayaking lets you explore these and your own boundaries and broadens your horizons. Sea kayaking is the new mountaineering.
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Monday, May 14, 2012
As idle as a painted ship, Upon a painted ocean.
Leaving Carradale Point on Kintyre a lovely NE breeze soon had us on our way across the Kilbrannan Sound towards...
...the dark wooded slopes of Tor Righ Beag on Arran. At 9km distant, this was just about the only landmark visible on Arran due to the haze. At first we made good progress: "The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free" until...
... "The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand" Then the wind dropped and we were...
"As idle as a painted ship,...
...Upon a painted ocean".
With some apology to Coleridge.
...the dark wooded slopes of Tor Righ Beag on Arran. At 9km distant, this was just about the only landmark visible on Arran due to the haze. At first we made good progress: "The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free" until...
... "The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand" Then the wind dropped and we were...
"As idle as a painted ship,...
...Upon a painted ocean".
With some apology to Coleridge.