I wish a very Happy New Year to all visitors to seakayakphoto.com. As way of a celebration of the last year and in anticipation of sea kayaking adventures yet to come, here is the 5th annual sea kayaking desktop wallpaper calendar from seakayakphoto.com.
January, winter sunset off the Mull of Galloway.
February, crossing from Bute to Arran with a great view of the hills of Glen Sannox.
March, the distant outline of Arran from Culzean Bay, on the Carrick coast of Ayrshire.
April, Geoda Tobha, Pabaigh Mor, Loch Rog, Lewis.
May, approaching stacs Soay and Biorach in the Hirta Soay gap, St Kilda.
June, the Stac Lee gannet colony with Hirta and Soay in the distance, St Kilda.
July, the Caolas Scarp, between Scarp and Harris.
August, the lonely bothy, Islay.
September, an elephant emerges from the mist, Sanda, Mull of Kintyre.
October, the Great Race in the Gulf of Corryvreckan between Scarba and Jura.
November, the Sgurr of Eigg from the Sound of Arisaig.
December,mid winter sunset behind Ailsa Craig from the Dunure Skerries, Firth of Clyde.
This shows the locations of the photos in the 2009 calendar. We were very lucky to get round so many truly great sea kayaking places on the west coast!
The calendar is available for download here and is available in the four most common screen resolutions used by visitors to this site. New this year is the replacement of 800x600 by 1024x600, the rise of the netbook!
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.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Ebb tide in the Lynn of Lorn
Although the sun was now shining on the Morven summits the Appin shore was still gripped by frost and shade. The Sgeir Bhuidhe lighthouse lies just offshore. It was built at the end of the 19th century but by 2001 was badly in need of replacement. The Northern Lighthouse Board were originally going to replace it with a standard rectangular structure but fortunately sense prevailed and the replacement was modelled on the old structure. The light has two flashes every seven seconds with white and red sectors. The original lantern is now on display in the village.
Jennifer and I ferry glided out into the ebb tide in the Lynn of Lorn. The 5km/hr current soon carried us away down the Lynn leaving the little Isle of Shuna far behind. Note that there is another Shuna 42km further SSW, to the east of Luing.
Alan and Tony were still in the shade as early morning mist hung over the wooded shores of Appin.
Then at last the sun cleared the hills and David and Phil were left blinking in its strong light. With a fair tide we were now off on our 37 km circumnavigation of Lismore.
27/12/2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Port Appin dawn
Port Appin is a sleepy little village which nestles below the mountains of Appin which seperate Loch leven and Loch Creran on Argyll's rugged west coast. Port Appin was never a fishing port but it served as a stopping point in the 19th century for steamers travelling between Glasgow and Edinburgh via the Crinan and Caledonian canals.
Today it serves two small ferries. This is the Lismore which carries foot passengers across the Lynn of Lorn to the beautiful island of Lismore. In Gaelic, Lismore means the big garden. It is more fertile than many of the Scottish islands because of the presence of limestone rock. From 1800 till 1934 this was quarried and heated in lime kilns to produce lime for agriculture on the west coast and building in Glasgow.
The quarrying tradition in these parts started again in 1986 when the Glensanda quarry opened. It is one of Europe's biggest quarries and its granite rock was used to make the channel tunnel. Glensanda quarry is removing an entire mountain, Meall na Easaiche, on the Morven coast on the far side of Loch Linnhe, beyond Lismore. It is situated just behind the mountains in the sunshine in the photo above. Another ferry carries local workers from Port Appin across Loch Linnhe to Glensanda.
We were bound for a circumnavigation of Lismore and also chose to launch from Port Appin. We carried the boats over frost covered seaweed in the predawn light. Although we were still in freezing shade, there was a lovely pink glow in the sky reflected from the tops of the high mountains which were already in sunshine.
We planned a clockwise circumnavigation. It is 37 km and we knew that it would be dark before we finished as sunset would be about 15:34.
On 27/12/2008 HW Oban was at 05:35 and 17:49. The tidal constant at Port Appin is -00:05 Oban. It was one day before springs.
At the Lynn of Lorn south end (1 knot springs), the ebb (SW) starts at -01:40 Oban which was 16:09 on our trip. The flow (NE) starts at +04:45 Oban which was 10:20.
At the Lynn of Lorn north end (2.5 knots springs), the ebb (SW) starts at -00:15 Oban which was 17:35. The flow NE starts at +06:00 Oban which was 11:35.
On the NE going flood an eddy runs SW from the islands along the SE coast of Lismore so we reckoned we would have tidal assistance for most of the day.
27/12/2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Less is more!
This is another post for the benefit of our Canadian friends, who might have had their illusions of sunny and calm Scottish seas shattered by the recent series on the Mull of Galloway. Relax, here we are enjoying our second of three luncheons in balmy December conditions!
Some of the staff at seakayakphoto were concerned about the effects of Christmas overindulgences on our 24 pack abdomens thus affecting the tailored fit of our dry suits.
Alan, Tony, David, Phil and Jennifer.
We set off at sunrise on a little 37 km jaunt. Unfortunately all this exercise made us rather hungry.
We paddled well past sunset into the darkness. We might not have lost any weight but what a fantastic day!
27/12/2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Portencross Castle to Little Cumbrae island.
We set off from near Portencross Castle on the North Ayrshire coast. Our plan was to cross to Little Cumbrae island then over to the south end of the island of Bute.
Grey clouds hung low overhead but in the distance, behind David and Phil in the double, the horizon was sunlit from the south Ayrhire coast to Ailsa Craig and Arran.
We soon crossed the shipping lane and made for Gull Point at the south end of Little Cumbrae. We followed in the wake of a yacht with a traditional gaff rig. She had her topsail set in the light wind.
14/12/2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Port Logan Inn
Leaving the Mull of Galloway we drove north to where we had left the shuttle car. We were bound for Port Logan on the west coast of the Rhinns of Galloway. The cars were shaking in the car park as we looked out to the windswept sea.
We had driven right past the Port Logan Inn. This is a truly convenient sea kayaking pub. You can paddle up to within a few yards of the door and in summer sit at the outdoor tables and watch the sun go down behind the now empty stone tower of its former lighthouse.
There was a decided nip in the air so we decided to make use of the interior facilities. A roaring fire greeted us and we were soon ensconced within its circle of warmth. The barman said:
"Sorry you didn't get out lads."
"Oh but we did!"
"Where on earth did you get shelter on a day like this?"
"We just nipped round the Mull of Galloway."
"The Mull? The Mull o Gallowa? Yerra right pair o' eejits!"
"Maybe so barman, but we're thirsty eejits!"
Fortunately the Port Logan Inn is stocked with a very extensive and fine range of refreshing liquids. Indeed, if you ask very nicely, a bottle of Fraoch Leann might even be produced from under the counter!
All in all, the Port Logan Inn meets the very highest standards required to be called a sea kayaking pub!
15/12/2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
The spell of the nine tides!
The complex tide races of the Mull of Galloway change by the minute and can catch out even experienced sailors. Many years ago a Galloway witch sought to undo the good work of the fairies of the cave who looked after sailors in peril. She had been spurned by a particular sailor so she spun a spell that wove nine tides to entrap him at the Mull.
But the sailor heard about her spell and, from that day onwards, he always pulled his boat over the Tarbet and avoided the Mull. He was never caught but the spell of the nine tides is still in place today.
15/12/2008