We now started the 8.2km open crossing from Hirta to Boreray. The Cuma soon left us behind...
...and we were left in the silence of the open Atlantic. To the south, the cliffs of Conachair rose above us for 430m, to the summit of the island of Hirta.
As we paddled steadily onwards....
...the cliffs of Hirta and...
...Soay gradually receded....
...to be replaced by the open expanse of the Atlantic.
After slack water in Soay Sound, the tide had now changed and was running right to left. We had THE most amazing pair of transits for the crossing...the top of Stac Lee and the summit of Boreray!
As we approached the Stacs and Boreray, the air filled with wheeling gannets. All our senses were being assailed by the wonder of this archipelago of superlatives.
A quick check with Murdani on the Cuma resulted in a change of plan. The wind was now picking up quickly from the SW so the plan to circumnavigate Boreray was abandoned. The Cuma would now pick us up off the east coast of Boreray after we explored the north coast of the island..
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.
Showing posts with label Stac Soay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stac Soay. Show all posts
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Sea kayaking through the "Gates of Hell", St Kilda!
After lunch on MV Cuma, we entered Soay Sound at slack water and passed to the east
of Stac Dona.
Ian and I could not help but stop to take photos. The horizon looked very flat but the scale of the stacs dwarfed the...
...size of the swell at their bases and...
...we were paddling right through Soay Stac from east to west... Yikes! It would be fair to describe the conditions in the arch as somewhat lively!
It was with some relief that we all got through safely and were able to look back at these great stacs, which are known in Scottish sea kayaking circles as the Gates of Hell!
We were now on the west side of Soay Stac and were about to leave the coastal waters of...
Ian and I could not help but stop to take photos. The horizon looked very flat but the scale of the stacs dwarfed the...
...size of the swell at their bases and...
...we were paddling right through Soay Stac from east to west... Yikes! It would be fair to describe the conditions in the arch as somewhat lively!
It was with some relief that we all got through safely and were able to look back at these great stacs, which are known in Scottish sea kayaking circles as the Gates of Hell!
We were now on the west side of Soay Stac and were about to leave the coastal waters of...
...Hirta and Soay to
paddle across the open Atlantic, some 168km west of the Scottish mainland. We
were now truly kayaking at the edge of the World! St Johns in Newfoundland was a mere 3128km
away to the WSW.
Saturday, July 09, 2011
Let's do lunch, in Soay Sound, St Kilda!
The Cuma was lying waiting for us in the shelter of Soay and...
...we boarded her for a first class lunch break.
It is difficult to imagine a more impressive spot for lunch.
This view shows Stac Dona in the foreground with the tall slender Stac Biorach and Soay Stac behind. Boreray can just be seen in the distance between Soay Stac and the headland of An Campar on Hirta to the right. After lunch our route would take us to Boreray, right through the heart of Soay Stac!
Soon it was time to get back in the kayaks and...
...bid farewell to Cuma, just as a pod of six dolphins cruised by.
...we boarded her for a first class lunch break.
It is difficult to imagine a more impressive spot for lunch.
This view shows Stac Dona in the foreground with the tall slender Stac Biorach and Soay Stac behind. Boreray can just be seen in the distance between Soay Stac and the headland of An Campar on Hirta to the right. After lunch our route would take us to Boreray, right through the heart of Soay Stac!
Soon it was time to get back in the kayaks and...
...bid farewell to Cuma, just as a pod of six dolphins cruised by.
Friday, June 24, 2011
The gannets of Stac an Armin.
The Cuma slowed as we approached the north end of Boreray. We were silenced by this view between Boreray and Stac an Armin. Stc Lee is partly hidden by the dark cliffs of Boreray, Hitra is in the distance with Stac Soay and Stac Biorach between it and Soay, then Stac an Armin.
Telephoto shot of Soay.
At 196m high, Stac an Armin is the highest sea stac in the British Isles. The St Kildans harvested seabird each summer. They built 80 cleits and a bothy on the rock. Three men and eight boys spent 9 months on Stac an Armin from about 15 August 1727 until 13 May 1728 when they were rescued by a boat from the Outer Hebrides. Smallpox had broken out on Hirta after they had been dropped off and there were not enough adult survivors to man a boat to recover them.
Nearby Stac Lee is the second highest stac at 172m.
Stac an Armin from the NW. The last great auk in the British isles was killed here in July 1840. It was caught by three St Kildans and held captive for three days before they beat it to death because they thought it was a witch.
The air was filled by a blizzard of croaking gannets. These islands are one of the biggest sea bird colonies in Europe.
They are incredibly graceful in flight...
...and have a wingspan of 2m.
The Cuma now swung round the south of Stac an Armin. The islanders leaped ashore from their boats at the white water below the highest point.
Track of the Cuma,
Telephoto shot of Soay.
At 196m high, Stac an Armin is the highest sea stac in the British Isles. The St Kildans harvested seabird each summer. They built 80 cleits and a bothy on the rock. Three men and eight boys spent 9 months on Stac an Armin from about 15 August 1727 until 13 May 1728 when they were rescued by a boat from the Outer Hebrides. Smallpox had broken out on Hirta after they had been dropped off and there were not enough adult survivors to man a boat to recover them.
Nearby Stac Lee is the second highest stac at 172m.
Stac an Armin from the NW. The last great auk in the British isles was killed here in July 1840. It was caught by three St Kildans and held captive for three days before they beat it to death because they thought it was a witch.
The air was filled by a blizzard of croaking gannets. These islands are one of the biggest sea bird colonies in Europe.
They are incredibly graceful in flight...
...and have a wingspan of 2m.
The Cuma now swung round the south of Stac an Armin. The islanders leaped ashore from their boats at the white water below the highest point.
Track of the Cuma,