Thursday, 8 July 2010

Isle of Islay 27/06/2010

27/06/2010, Aros Bay to An Cladach.

I was wakened, by a Cuckoo calling from the hillside near the campsite. The heat was already building up in the tent. The morning was glorious: blue skies, blue seas and a light warm breeze and Terns dived and chattered in the bay. A good start to the day. Breakfast was eaten and then it was time to depart from Aros Bay.The kayaks were launch from the bank into the river that flows as short distance to the bay and walked down to our departure site.

We stopped for a final view of the bay.

Jim checks the map one more time before heading onto the water

Cliodhna and Sumarlidi II ready for the day ahead.

The weather was perfect for leisurely paddling: we had a following tidal flow and breeze.

Jim, the old sea dog demonstrates his internal compass!!! That’s the way to the Bothy at Proaig, isn’t it ?

Pushed along with the tide it did not take use long to reach Proaig Bothy were we would explore. Although the Bothy has a solid roof on it, eternally it is neglected and had pigeon/bird droppings in it. However, it could be a safe haven if the weather blows up or in emergencies and there are adequate camping sites in the walled garden near the Bothy Proaig Bothy and the old disused sheep dip pit.

We noted our names in the visitor book and left to head further up the Sound.

The flow increased as we rounded Mc Arthur’s Head and the lighthouse. This area is where the Sound begins to narrow and we increased our pace as we headed up the Sound.

We also wanted to explore the Bothy at An Cladach before moving further up the Sound past Port Askaig towards Rubh’a ‘Mhail at the North tip of the Sound with the view of camping at Bagh an Da Dhoruis beach. However, our plans were torn up as we reached the destination. The Bothy and the environment cast it’s magical spell on us; or should that be me. I might not have an opportunity to stay here again. Yes, the tidal flow was heading through the 3 and 4 hour. Jim could see that I was smitten by the Bothy and the surrounding. The decision was made to stay the night.

Hopefully the picture will display the magic that the Bothy and the surrounding environment emanates.

It was a wonderful night: the smell of wood and peat from the glowing fire, the call of the Northern Divers, the stillness and good company. The Chadwick family have left a wonderful legacy to their son Mike Chadwick that we can share in and appreciate and celebrate his life. Thank you.

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