
Last night we watched a carrier dock with a cargo of wind turbine blades, doesn’t sound terribly exciting but the size and shaping of each blade up close was incredible. We took another stroll around town and had an OK Indian meal at the Taj Mahal on the sea front; we timed it right being the only people served before it started getting busy.

Pinch, punch, first of the month, with even a touch of blue in the sky this morning amongst the predominant grey and mist.

Leaving Campbeltown marina and sailing past the lighthouse with two headsails flying, we spotted moving lobster pot buoys, only to find these buoys had bodies and tails, a colony of large grey seals bid us farewell. The occasional gannet dive bombed into the water from great height and came up triumphantly with its catch.

Sailing close to the coastline of Arran was very pleasant, also Pladda lighthouse looked impressively bleak. The caves in the cliffs would have excited Enid Blyton and in commemoration of her literacy prowess we felt we should have broken open lashings of ginger beer and salute the ‘Famous Five’ as we passed by.

A helicopter took off from a war ship as it approached Davaad and we approached Pladda, which made a change from watching seagulls. This was shortly followed by ‘Sea Wolf’, a magnificent 58m x 11m privately owned pleasure craft, just a trifle grand, registered in the Marshal Islands (Pacific) don’t you know.


We are now at anchor at Lamlash (Arran). To our NW is the small town of Lamlash, to the south is forestry, farmland and a fishery and to the east is Holy Island. There are 6 boats on mooring buoys and 3 at anchor, it’s very quiet with Goat Fell in the background, a magnificent 874m (2,867ft) mountain in the background.

What a great day’s sailing on two head sails – ah just lovely.



That was an interesting sail to Arran, enjoyed reading it. Shame Phillip was away otherwise he could of met you in N.I. looking forward to your next blog love to you both jax xxx pleased to see Artie was a busy boy 🐈⛴
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