Wednesday 16^th August, 2006

Anchorage: Crag Aig Bay, Ulva

Position: 56°28.000 N 006°13.000 W

Distance surveyed: 44nm

The elusive minke whale appeared today (surfacing and diving again a number of times so we all got to see it.) :-) Claire was disappointed that we didn't smell minke breath, but there was little wind and the sea was calm so it probably didn't carry! After playing the seal game last night we were able to identify a lovely grey seal bobbing its curious head up, and the basking sharks just kept coming. Four volunteers managed to call gannets and fish a shark... until we got close enough to tell the difference! Then Andrew spotted another 3 porpoises and all was forgiven. The sea state and weather worsened as we headed out to survey the 'Dangerous Overfalls' and didn't really get any better until we were close to our anchorage. But bolognese and rice, plus lovely apple crumble and custard, filled us with happiness to end a wonderfully satisfying day. :-)

Last note: Andrew says one of his wishes on the shooting stars last night was to see a minke whale today. He's not telling what the other star was used for...

~ Emma ~

Tuesday 15^th August, 2006

Anchorage: Bunessan

Position: 56°19.200 N 006°15.000 W

Distance surveyed: 38nm

So we went to bed with Skipper Dave throwing his bones and seeing a 'shark day'. Dawn saw the volunteers raring to go but the soft Scottish rain was trying to beat its way in through the saloon ceiling, Susie in her 'eat more plankton' T shirt, and wise council from Skipper Dave slowed the pace; breakfast tea turned to mid morning coffee; we sympathised with Rob's cold turkey as his Mars bar pusher had let him down; conversation turned spiritual; the rain stopped and we were off.

The precise plan was to zig and zag a bit in and around, but not over the Torran Rocks. Lo and behold some seals and a couple of porpoises later I spilt my tea as the first shark was spotted. First of many. Difficult to describe 5 or 6 basking sharks as a feeding frenzy, more like a lazy lunch, but an impressive sight, I ran out of shots on the digital. Plankton rules O.K. Total haul for day: 18 Basking sharks, 7 seals, 6 porpoises, loads of assorted seabirds.

So 14 precise meticulously planned course changes later, and a gentle steam round sacred Iona, the view of western Mull towering sea cliffs under amazing big sky to anchor at Bunessan. Rob's got a Mars bar. All's right with the world. Here's to tommorow, Dave says...........

Nigel, All typed with 9 fingers tied behind my back.

Monday 14^th August, 2006

Anchorage: Arraid

Position: 56°17.200 N 006°21.400 W

Distance surveyed: 41nm

A poem about Team V, called: The fastest crew in the West(ern Isles)

Lets start with the core crew, if you ask them a question they'll tell what to do.

We're led by wise skipper Dave,

put on 'Rumours' and he'll be up for a rave.

There's Rob the first mate,

if you mention a Mars bar he'll get into a state.

Then there's science officer Suzie,

who's talks on marine biology don't make you snoozie.

Then there's the volunteers, lets hope these descriptions don't end up in tears.

There's Nigel Henry,

who's renowned as a purveyor of fine dentistry.

And wife Janet,

always keen to ID a Gannet.

And then there's Claire Doe,

if she sees a dunked biscuit she has to shout NO!

There's A-level Emma,

the thought of drowning makes her shiver and tremor.

And Confederate Kyle,

don't call him a Yankee as it might make him rile.

Then there's me,

who's bad jokes make people wish I'd fall into the sea.

We eat drink be merry and grin, all aboard the beautiful boat Silurian.

By Andy, volunteer.

Sunday 13^th August, 2006

Anchorage: Loch Tarbert, Jura

Position: 55°57.500 N 005°54.900 W

Distance surveyed: 52nm

Claire's favourite thing today: glowing from a day in the fresh air and a delicious dinner of fish pie we quickly donned wellington boots and set off in the rib to watch the sunset. As we motored towards the beach a seal popped its head up from the water curious what the noise was – a wonderful sight.

Janet's favourite thing today: poor little guillemot struggling to take off from sea and bumping into the waves -- didn't take off.

Nigel's favourite things today: Surfing the waves on starboard watch cold thrilled and enjoying the sailing when, as if from nowhere, a bacon sandwich appeared, happiness is a warm bun. And the beauty of the beach sunset at Loch Tarbert totally mindblowing..

Kyle's favourite thing today: Mine was beyond a doubt the calmness and silence of this Loch Tarbert, Isle of Jura, Southern Hebrides. It is literally sooo silent a pin drop can be heard and I don't normally say that. I'm serious and climbing the heathery and rocky hill on the Isle of Jura was beyond a doubt one of my favourite things on this journey, watching the sunset and the rocky beach....this loch is my favourite. The heathery hills was only missing the sound of the bagpipes and the legend of the Isles and my direct ancestor, King Somerled of the Isles and Argyll, founder of Clan Donald, among other ancestors of mine like the Lords of the Isles who ruled the Hebrides and highlands for over 500 years. You can feel the history in the ground when walking, you can hear the sound of the Vikings roar and the feeling of home.

Andrew's favourite thing today: Watching Guillemots duck dive and fly underwater, leaving behind a tube of bubbles, all seen from the crows nest.

Emma's favourite thing today: Seeing the graceful back of a porpoise off the port side after hours of waiting for a sighting, sailing through the Sound of Jura. And the sunset over Loch Tarbert from a thousands-of-years-old raised beach...