WEDNESDAY 14th SEPTEMBER 2011
The spring tide rates can reach up to 8 knots and it just so happened to be springs. I had a quick look at the charts before I left but wasn't 100% sure what they were doing.
Crossing back over the Skye bridge to mainland Scotland I decide to launch from the ferry slipway in Kyle. The waters north of the bridge looked extremely gusty but for now the loch didn't look to bad. I lower my kayak off the back of the van and just as I was about to lower myself down the boat slips and I somehow manage to catch it by the elastic on my compass! close one.
Out of nowhere the winds whipped up again and the water out in the middle feels like it is flowing, picking up some waves. I paddle in behind these small rocky islands to take shelter and plan what I am going to do.
The pace coming back over was much like yesterday and I was all for getting out when I reached the other side. Beneath a small cliff I found a little sheltered spot where I dipped into my snack sack, feeling yet again drained.
I still managed to get about 9 nautical miles done today without really going anywhere. I meet my dad back at the pub who had a much better day on the hills, besides loosing his SLR but luckily finding it again nestled in the bracken. We're both pretty fed up by now though. Everything is wet and damp, nothing is drying out and the wind is doing my head in. The nights are cold but at least there's no midges. A southerly force 3-4 on the books tomorrow with the promise of clear skies and plenty of sun, things are looking up...