Wednesday, January 23, 2008

No room at the inn of Rubh an Eun


From Little Cumbrae we paddled across to Glencallum Bay on Bute. It is marked by the lighthouse on Rubha an Eun. There was a settlement with a famous inn here. It served mariners who sought shelter from westerly gales in the bay.

Feeling thirsty after the crossing we were saddened to discover that the inn had closed. Final closing time was in 1800 and all that now remains is a pile of stones. The Glen Callum Inn is therefor the first sea kayaking pub to score a humble zero after a visit from the thirsty seakayakphoto.com staff.

We accept it has a scenic location. Yes, it is accessible from the sea, being situated as it is on a raised beach. We can make allowances for the quadruped bar staff who wore woolly jumpers and had neither English nor the Gaelic. We can even forgive the lack of a roof but what is completely unforgivable is the lack of a decent pint of Guinness.

I repeat nil point.


We paddled on past the lighthouse feeling very thirsty.

12/01/08

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Out with the old in with the new.


Crossing from the Little Cumbrae to Bute, we looked back upon the two Little Cumbrae lighthouses. The modern square concrete block just doesn't compare with the beauty of the original which has a green copper dome above its lantern house. Both lights are built on a raised beach which is found on other many other Clyde islands such as Arran and also on the mainland.

12/01/2008

Monday, January 21, 2008

Little Cumbrae: a touch of the Hebridean Wild West.


Little Cumbrae lies deep within the protective arms of the Firth of Clyde and so is not strictly speaking one of the Hebridean Islands. These lie off the remote Atlantic coast of Scotland from the Mull of Kintyre in the south to Cape Wrath in the north.


The highest point of the Little Cumbrae is only 47km from George Square in the heart of Glasgow, which with its commuter belt has a population of 2.3 million people.


Despite this proximity to so many people, we found ourselves completely alone on a winter Saturday lunch time. Of course in the summer there will be innumerable yachts, motor cruisers, speed boats and jet skis on the horizon.


We can now enjoy the solitude of this wonderful place, which in winter is as quiet as any remote Hebridean Island. As Billy, Tony and myself paddled round Little Cumbrae, it rekindled memories of a truly memorable trip, which was only the second time that we three had paddled together.

12/01/2008


Scarp, Outer Hebrides.

We had gone on a trawler supported trip arranged by Andy Spink of Hebridean Pursuits to the "Wild West". Andy has been organising these trips (for six years now) with the aim of getting to the remoter parts of the Hebrides, including when possible St Kilda. This year, the week long trip leaves from Oban on 16th May. It occurs to me that it would be an ideal introductory trip for some of the regular visitors to this blog who have not yet paddled in the Hebrides. Of course when I say introductory, what I mean is to the area not to sea kayaking! You would need to be used to paddling in exposed rough water conditions. Full details are available from Andy tel. 44(0)1631 710317 and email hebpursuit@aol.com.

11/06/2006

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Comfortably numb!


It was a cold grey day down on the Ayrshire coast today. Our hands were so cold.


We just happened upon a hostelery, with the attraction of a warming fire. Some say the timing and location of our trips depend more on pub opening times than on tide tables. This is a quite scurrilous accusation, which we totally refute .


We continued on our way feeling comfortably numb.

Usual health warnings apply!

20/01/2008

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Little Cumbrae: strategic island of the Clyde.


Approaching Little Cumbrae the view is dominated by its 14th century castle, which is built on Castle Island, a tidal islet lying off the east shore. The Little Cumbrae lies in a strategic position in the middle of the narrow entrance to the upper Firth of Clyde which is the seaway to the heartland of Central Scotland. It is no accident that the Scots fought the Vikings nearby at the Battle of Largs and that the Royal Navy nuclear submarines still pass this little island.


It was constructed by Walter Stewart who was King Robert the Bruce's son in law .


Like many Scottish keeps, its single entrance is on the first floor.


A similar keep can be seen standing on a rocky promontory at Portencross on the other side of the Fairlie Roads.

12/01/2008

Friday, January 18, 2008

RFA Fort George: "Toys out of the pram!"


RFA Fort George

As we rounded the south west of the Little Cumbrae, we were disappointed that the mist had rolled back across the mountains of Arran. Then this fine vessel steamed into view. She is the RFA Fort George and passed us at 14.4 knots. Her wake was breaking white rollers and gave us some good fun!

She was launched in 1991 and, with her sister ships, supplies the Royal Navy warships with supplies such as food, stores, fuel and ammunition.

Although RFA (Royal Fleet Auxilary) ships are not front line warships, who can forget the bravery and tragic loss of life of the crews and troops aboard RFA Sir Galahad and RFA Sir Tristram? They were both lost after being bombed at Fitzroy during the Falklands War.

Anyway it is great to get the following message from Ian, who is currently on board the Fort George:

"Hi Douglas,

I'm on RFA Fort George, and was on the bridge when we passed you. I hope our bow-wave didn't cause you any inconvenience - might even have been good surfing?! I did sort of wonder whether it might be you in the kayak. By the way, we give the "boats" a wide berth too, there's only one guy with his head stuck up out of the hatch over there!"


Apparently the unofficial motto of the RFA is "Toys out of the pram!" I think I will let Ian explain that one...

12/01/2008

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Snowy, misty mountain top.


So I've decided what I'm gonna do now.
So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains
Where the spirits go now,
Over the hills where the spirits fly, ooh.

Led Zeppelin

Just for a moment, as we paddled down the east coast of Little Cumbrae, the mists rolled back to reveal a stunning glimpse of the soaring, snow covered, granite ridges of Arran rising above its lesser neighbour. Almost as soon as the vision appeared, the mist closed in again and remained for the rest of the day.

But we were there to see it!

12/01/2008