Wednesday, 20 May 2009

Eigg and Muck, Day 1

Angus and I set off for Arisaig with a weather forecast that was fair but not inspiring. It was a pleasant surprise to arrive on a perfect day- no wind, sunshine, and Eigg looking only a stone's throw away.

Two hours of paddling later it still looked only a stone's throw away. The Skye Cuillins filled the horizon to our right, though.

Long crossings on flat water can get a bit dull, and the approach to the north of Eigg was a relief. It's a dark hostile bit of coast, as this ship found out.

Our destination was the "Singing Sands" of Eigg. A small incident happened on the way there. Though the sea was flat calm, there was an apparently very gentle swell. Angus stopped to watch this breaking over some rocks. I had a fine view of a curling wave appear behind him, apparently out of nowhere. Well over head height, it threw him forward over the rocks, depositing him upside down. It was a bit of a relief to see him roll.

The singing sands are a Hebridean gem. We didn't hear them sing, but they definitely do squeak when walked upon.
A bottle of wine, a small fire and a purple sunset followed.

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