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Showing posts with label fog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fog. Show all posts
Friday, October 16, 2015

The correct protocol required when greeting the Brownie of Cara

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 From Gigalum we crossed to the south end of Gigha before heading across the Sound of Cara to...  ... Port an Stoir  at the north end...
Thursday, October 15, 2015

A foggy crossing to Gigalum and why I never go to sea without GPS.

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Back on the first of October much of Scotland basked under the blue skies of an Indian summer. Ian and I decided on a short notice camping...
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Friday, November 21, 2014

It seemed churlish not to pause and savour this magical moment.

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 As we set off from the castle on the east coast of Little Cumbrae , the...  ...sea fog to the south began to lift and by the time ...
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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Fog, Hercules, porpoise and greylag on the morning run to Inchmarnock.

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We paddled round the north coast of  the Cock of Arran until our GPS showed the distance to our next waypoint on the isle of   Inchmarno...
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Sunday, May 11, 2014

A cuckoo in every corrie... a cacophony round the castle..

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 The peace of our crossing to Loch Ranza in NW Arran was temporarily broken by the rumble of the MV Loch Tarbert's engines. She was ru...
Saturday, May 10, 2014

Forty minutes in the natural theatre of the Kilbrannan Sound.

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In the middle of the Kilbrannan Sound  the fog slowly began to clear and we could at last see which way we were going. This guillemot ...
Thursday, May 08, 2014

Disappearing breakfasts, otters, sharks and islands in the Kilbrannan Sound.

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We awoke the following morning to low water. A feature of the Firth of Clyde is that spring tides tend to occur at midday and midnight.Arr...