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.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Afloat on Hebridean seas
On our first morning we awoke to find that Cuma was anchored in 6 fathoms of water. The seas round Taransay are so clear that we could see right to the bottom. There had been little wind overnight and the Cuma's chain lay criss-crossed over itself on the sea bed following the path which she had drifted overnight.
Looking over the side, the water was full of slowly pulsating moon jellyfish.
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Monday, June 16, 2008
Sunset surfing on the Corran Ra spit, Taransay.
Clark and Douglas at the Corran Ra wave. Photo Jennifer Wilcox.
Like many of the smaller Western Hebridean Isles such as Pabbay, the Atlantic swell wraps round both sides of the island of Taransay. Where the swells meet a sand bar is created. You can surf in on a wave then meet another wave coming in the opposite direction. Where they meet... Kapowwww! There was considerable testing of rolls, rescues and dry suits! Andy broke his paddle on a vigourous stern rudder. He made several vigourous attempts at bracing with half a paddle but ultimately enjoyed a taste of salt water. Fortunately he carried splits.
Tony on Corran Ra, Taransay
We surfed till long after sunset....
..... and returned to MV Cuma at 11pm.
Our first day's paddle had covered only 11km at Taransay. However, Tony, Jennifer and I had already covered 11km that morning in Loch Roag.
31/05/2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
A Taransay Saturday sashay.
After an excellent dinner,we embarked from the Cuma at 8 pm using her RIB as a launching platform. Photo Jennifer Wilcox.
Nancy, Clark, Fiona B, John, Murty, Alan and Andy enjoying the long summer evening light on the south coast of Taransay.
This beach on Taransay is one of my favourite viewpoints.
The mixture of white shell sand, dark grey rocks and turquoise waters backed by distant mountains of Harris makes a fine view regardless of the weather conditions.
The shifting sand dunes of Taransay reveal all sorts of ancient buildings.
31/05/2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Loch Roag to Taransay by MV Cuma
The MV Cuma left her berth at Miavaig on Loch Roag at 2pm on Saturday 31st May. She then motored south along the west coast of Lewis and Harris and arrived at Taransay at 6pm.
While the others are still sorting gear, Tony admires the shell sand beach of Riof in Loch Roag.
Leaving Loch Roag we rounded Gallan Head with its outlier Gallan Beag.
Further south we passed Eilean Molach which lies off the wild Mangurstadh coast which is backed by Mealaisbhal (574m).
Approaching the entrance to Loch Resort and the Kyles of Scarp, Murty begins to wonder how he will manage to get this lot of hopefuls round St Kilda!
Arriving at Taransay, Murdani drops anchor while being watched by a fascinated group of onlookers including Andy, Jennifer, Tony and Fiona F.
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Friday, June 13, 2008
The start of the St Kilda cruise on MV Cuma.
We camped overnight on the islands. The following morning we took a circuitous route involving more arches and caves along the coastline of Loch Roag.
We returned to Bhaltos where we loaded the kayaks on the car for the short drive to Miavaig.
At Miavaig we joined our fellow paddlers and boarded the MV Cuma.
31/05/2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Red rock at sunset
As the sun sank to the west of Loch Roag on the Isle of Lewis the grey rocks of Lewisian gneisss began to glow red.
Paddling under these great cliffs we basked in the radiated heat that had built up during the day.
The sun finally set on the western horizon, below which our destination, St Kilda, still glowed in the last of the day.
30/05/2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Arrival at Loch Roag
The MV Cuma was due to leave for St Kilda on the afternoon of Saturday 31st May from Miavaig in Loch Roag on the west coast of Lewis. We were so excited that we did not want to miss the boat so we arrived on the Friday evening. We set off from Bhaltos to paddle round the many islands in the loch and find a camp site.
We paddled late into the summer night with an ever mounting sense of anticipation.
30/05/2008