Clearing skies over Barwhin Point.

 We slipped out of Port Carrick and...

 ...as the skies began to clear we made our way out...

...through the skerries towards...

 ...Barwhin Point and...

...gradually Ailsa Craig...

...began to dominate the horizon to the south.

Sail sale at Kari-tek.

David sailing a 0.8sqm classic version of the Flat Earth kayak sail.

From the number of emails I get on the subject and the number of people asking me questions at the SCA Perth Canoe Show last month, I know a lot of you are thinking of trying sea kayak sailing. Well although they don't have it on their web site, Kari-tek have a very special offer on the classic versions of the Flat Earth kayak sail.

All sizes of the classic sail are now reduced to £124 (original prices varied from £200 to £260, depending on size.)

Although the classic sail has now been replaced by the Code Zero version, I think the classic version is highly suitable for new comers to sea kayak sailing as it is a bit less powerful and more forgiving than the Code Zero due to having a flatter cut and more twist in the head. This is particularly helpful when learning in the predominantly gusty winds we get round the UK coasts.

You will still need to buy a two piece mast at £55 and a fitting kit. The Kari-tek fitting kit is suitable for most people and costs £70. If you are interested in going on to sail in stronger winds, you might want to look at the way I fit the sails and buy your own fittings, in which case you just need the mast and the mast foot base plate from Kari-tek.

Happy kayak sailing!

A two of your five portions a day stop.

 From Culzean Castle we paddled south towards...

... Port Carrick and its sheltering reefs. In the distance Turnberry lighthouse stood on the far side of Maidenhead Bay.

 Inside the reef all was calm and...

 ...it made a great place to stop for third luncheon.

 Phil had brought a flask of coffee and two of his Five a Day portions of fruit and veg.

As we shared one of Phil's portions, we enjoyed the view as gentle waves washed through the reef.

Between a rock and a hard place.

 Eventually we got into the lee of the cliffs and continuing close inshore...

 ...we paddled in calm conditions with Ailsa Craig on one side and...

 ...the old gas house at Culzean on the other. The gas house was completed in 1878 and supplied coal gas for lighting...

  ...Culzean Castle until 1901 when it was converted to produce acetylene gas. This was used to light the castle until 1947 when its new owners, the National Trust for Scotland, finally installed electricity.

The castle had been the seat of the Kennedy family for centuries. Increasing costs made it hard for the castle and estate to remain in private ownership. It was finally handed over to the NTS in 1945 by the widow of the 4th Marquis and the 5th Marquis and it is now open to the public. It is always a great part of a trip on this coast when we are paddling below its walls.

A windy crossing of Culzean Bay.

Rounding an uncharacteristically flat Carnage Corner south of Dunure, we met a cold offshore wind blowing out of Culzean Bay.

We put our heads down and...

  ...steadily crossed the expanse of the bay.

 Beyond the squalls, the shore-break did not look particularly appealing for a stop so...

 ...we pressed on steadily towards Culzean as the clouds gathered...

...and Turnberry lighthouse slowly appeared over the distant the horizon.

Threading the skerries under grey skies of Dunure.

 When we emerged from the pub we found that the wind had dropped but swung even further to the south. We would not be leaving the harbour under sail. We were glad not to be on the water when this fishing boat roared into the harbour.

 As it was high tide we were able to paddle through the Dunure skerries...

 ...below the grim grey walls of Dunure Castle.

As we threaded our way through the various channels through the weathered lava flows of an ancient volcano...

...we caught sight of the iconic silhouette of distant Ailsa Craig, which itself is a volcanic plug.

Disaster at Dunure!

When we left Bracken Bay for Dunure we were helped along...

...by a light F3 wind from the NW. Andrew and Colin turned back just before Fisherton Point. As we carried on round the point, the wind suddenly veered round to the SE and we were met by a very gusty F4 to F5 breeze. This required a close reach to make Dunure and frequent vicious offshore gusts threatened to flatten us. It made for some rather exciting kayak sailing but sadly the conditions were not conducive to photography...

 ...so you can only judge how much fun we had by our expressions...

...as we entered Dunure harbour. Sadly things then took a turn for he worse. We had made such good time that we arrived in the Dunure Inn at 11am...90 minutes before the draconian Scottish licencing laws allow the sale of intoxicating liquors on the Sabbath!

 Mike could see the funny side but Phil had never tasted anything quite so wersh as Coke.

It was just as well that David was not with us. Things could have got desperate...

Return to cold, grey northern waters.

The staff of seakayakphoto.com have now all returned to their winter waters on the Clyde. Sunday's forecast was pretty variable. XC weather was showing SE 4-5 backing NE 3-4, the BBC was showing NE 3 with full sun, Theyr was for NE 3-4 and the met office inshore was for SE 5-6 backing NE 4-5. We decided to do the Seafield to Maidens run (NE to SW) with a car shuttle return. None of the forecasts had got it fully right and Jennifer, Mike, Phil and I set off on a cold overcast day from Seafield....

...towards the Heads of Ayr...

 ...with a light F2-3 NE wind.

Using sails we slowly caught up with Andrew and Colin who had set off ahead of us in their new Valley Etain 175s. Indeed this was Colin's first outing! His kayak looked very smart with a light grey deck and red trim though I confess I have a soft spot for Andrew's all white with red trim combination which is the same as my own Nordkapp LV. This Etain 175 was originally called the Etain LV but I am glad that that label has now been dropped as it was rather misleading. When seen next to the other kayaks on the beach, its volume  was bigger than the Nordkapp LV, not much smaller than the Quest's and considerably bigger than the Cetus MV (that looked almost miniscule alongside).

We took our first luncheon looking out towards a misty Arran from Bracken Bay, which has lost a lot of sand since the spring.

A glorious effulgence on the Solway.

 The last of the wind died...

 ...as the sun dipped towards the horizon.

 The surface of the sea turned to glass and...

 ..every slight ripple distorted our reflections.

 The setting sun was not the sole object of our attention.

 Above the Isles of Fleet, the Moon...

 ...began to glow softly in the darkening, deep blue sky and far below...

 ...its reflection danced on the mirror-like sea.

 We drifted for a while until the air began to chill and we started paddling again.

 With each stroke the sun...

 ...sank a litter further until...

 ...the day was gone and only...

the moon lit our landing.