As Phil and I paddled north past the cliffs of Carlandcheek...
...it was spring HW and we were able to make our way close under the sandstone cliffs, where the Lagg Burn tumbles from its ravine into the sea.
There was just enough room to land and stretch...
...our legs at the base of the cliffs before continuing...
... under the basalt ridges of Bower Hill and...
...the Heads of Ayr.
