We had been travelling for 40km since we had left Gigha earlier in the day and there were still several kilometers to go. I had torn muscles in my left shoulder (which would require surgical repair) and it was hurting like hell. It was a great relief when a northerly sundowner wind got up and blew us straight out of
Kilbride Bay. It is amazing how the
Flat Earth sail can take the load of a heavily laden kayak off tired shoulders.
We soon left the long strand in our wakes and...
...we made the most of the broad reach down the Ardlamont peninsula to our intended camp.
