A two day weather window (well, howling gale, but dry at least) on my week off with James so off to one of my favourite Hebrides - Gigha - for a mini-adventure of cycling, wild camping, playing on beaches and ocean kayaking. My first time on Gigha arriving by surface transport. James' first time on Gigha full stop. It's a magical place and this wee trip just emphasised that.
Ready to sail. I'll carry ALL the gear then, will I?
Rest stop. Only 3 and a half miles to the north of the island, but feels like 30 to James as he toils into a brutal northerly gale.
White Hebridean sand - ye cannae beat it
The plum camping spot, overlooking the north beach but way too exposed to the gale for the tent tonight unfortunately.
The north beach - softest sand in the world!
Salt and sand in the air
So hunkered down in the dunes, out of the wind (we hope)
A braw wee spot - time for supper
Relaxing while the fire gets going - James' shadow and me
Coming back from the cludgie?
Coastal walk after tea
This hair style and facial expression perhaps illustrates the wind
Jura broods in the distance
Gigha north coast
Toothbrush dance? I don't know why. Dusk.
We found a crab, sort of
Beautiful north beach
Close to our wee beaches now
Lets chase the ferry!
Kayaking in Ardminish Bay
Back at Ardminish. Smug kayaker
Paddling - a wee bit cooler than the Algarve a couple of weeks ago
The Boathouse restaurant and unofficial/official camping area - too tame for us!
Time to bail out - two more days of solid rain on their way, otherwise we'd have stayed for the week. We'll fly in next time son.