An Clachan to Port Askaig
28/06/2010An Cladach to Bagh an Da DhoruisIt would be hard to leave an cladach. However, the beautiful morning eased the sadness. Breakfast was once again a leisurely affair. The kayaks were packed, the Bothy was tidied and left in the same condition as we found it. We tried to absorb as much of the atmosphere of this area before leaving.The lupins looked vibrant as they directed your view up Gleann Ghaireasdail towards Sgorr nam Faoileann. A single Seal cruised near the rocks. The Adder I had spotted sunning it’s self yesterday on the rocks near the Bothy was nowhere to be seen (I was hoping for a pic of it). Oyster Catchers shrilled from the beach, the call of the Curlew drifted down from the hill and a Buzzard soared on the warming thermals. Everything in the world seemed perfect. Gleann Ghaireasdail towards Sgorr nam Faoileann.
We again would have the flow and breeze pushing us North up the Sound. However, if we needed more speed Jim would use his prototype ‘Quad-Matic Sea Kayaking Power Paddle’.
Time to leave an cladach.
The wind freshened slightly as we were guided up the Sound. What a difference a following tide and breeze makes. Before we knew it we were at Port Askaig. Jim never used his prototype paddle!!!! Port Askaig.
It was quickly decided to have lunch at the Port and catch up with the news and World Cup results. Lunch was washed down with a pint of shandy made from the finest German Lager.
David
It was quickly decided to have lunch at the Port and catch up with the news and World Cup results. Lunch was washed down with a pint of shandy made from the finest German Lager.
David
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