Paddles with an Anas acuta...... unashamedly biased toward the sea kayak of that name (actually the voyages of two boats, one 'traffic over gold', one 'quill')

Friday, 29 July 2016

Two months indolent solitary paddling and mountain walking in Scotland

My route through May and June and into July, time to watch the ring plovers and oyster catcher chicks from a twinkle in their parents eye to independent teenagers. With only myself to please I spent a lot of time watching wildlife. Time becoming more and more irrelevant, only the tides marking the passage of the day.
 Part 1 Moidart to Sleat
 Sparkling water
 and rough weather on Sgurr na Ciche
 After the wind, calm as only a deep loch can be
 crossing to Rum, 10nm running downwind
 A minke's paw collected by a raven
 Idyllic camping
Approaching Sleat from Eigg, pleased to be back in shelter after a bumpy sea for 2 hours and a close encounter with a Calmac ferry resolved by a chat on the VHF as I was hidden in the ocean billows.