Protesting Seabirds?
At anchor in the beautiful surroundings of West Tarbert Bay,
Gigha, we spent the morning in artistic pursuits (more pursuit than achievement
in some cases). Rosie painted and I
strummed my guitar and sang. It was hard
to interpret the loud cries of the seabirds all around me but I like to think
that they were calls of appreciation.
Barometer steady.
Skies clear and sunny.
We enjoyed a gentle sail around the island to the main
harbour of Ardminish, where we picked up a visitors mooring buoy. Rosie fished on the way, as we drifted gently
downwind, but luckily there is a good village shop in Ardminish because the
fish were not interested in her allures (or should that be lures, I get
confused).
Ardminish Mooring |
The smart new landing pontoon was temporary home to lots of
lobsters in cages, hung from the handrails. I hope that they don't worry too much about their circumstances but they do look tasty.
Ardminish Landing Pontoon |
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