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.
Unfortunately I have not been paddling since a shoulder operation at the end of July and then a little knee surgery at the beginning of October.This has caused a modicum of pain, which has rather limited my interest in the internet.
However, life goes on and I can dip into the back catalogue for some more sea kayaking posts. This time last year would seem a good place to start....
It was a cold and frosty morning when we set off from Seafield beach at Ayr on the Firth of Clyde.
We were bound for the former fishing port of Dunure which lies to the south of the Heads of Ayr.
The Arran mountains were topped by a dusting of snow.
We had just entered the shade of the Heads of Ayr when an aerial drama unfolded above our heads...