Anchorage: Loch Tarbet

Position: 55° 57.7’ N, 06° 18.6’ W

Distance Surveyed: 49 nm

Today involved much more of the same – gazing out hopefully over the sea but not seeing any cetaceans, or any sightings of particular interest apart from one grey seal.

Meals included the usual morning porridge, cereal, toast, etc. followed by bacon ‘n’ egg or cheese ‘n’ pickle naan bread butties. The wind on deck was strong enough to blow my tea into my face as I tried to drink it. The evening meal was a scrumptious feast of delicious Chinese chicken, sweet chilli prawns and quorn nuggets, cooked by Steve. I hope tomorrow will include such great food. I hear fish pie is planned for the evening meal, sounds good.

Gareth (aka Gannet/ Ship’s dog/ dustbin)

Volunteer

P.S. For our nocturnal adventure – to complete the day – we ribbed over the ripples to explore the geological delights of the shore – one of the finest locations according to Skips for raised beachs après the last glacial melt. Aegean melt water hues bathed the shore – presence of silver sand provided the visual allure of exotica against the contrasting rock. We found ourselves offloaded onto a beach of smoothed pebbles, of soft grey indigo hues, we scampered our separate ways – some brought up short as they were greeted by an entourage of midges –anticipating a feast, a fast turnabout was made by those sweet tasting individuals, while those who decided to brave the green – rampaged at speed through the green to make for the crags to enjoy the vantage point views. We aspied Skips & Cormac trawling the loch for the sunken creel – which unfortunately on hitting the surface – descended out of sight due to a knotty morass of rope – that negated all hope of retrieving the creel. We were collected by skips as the light departed to the east & the dusk loped in from the west.

A fine eve of mirth & navigational optimism followed – swathed in the liquidescent delights of beer & hot chocs. So we look forward to the adventures of the morrow.

Kate

Volunteer