I spent the last two weeks in Scotland on a sailboat. There were five of us on a 34' UFO brand yacht from 1979 called "Hydrovane." She is half owned by the Miller family and Ali Miller was our skipper. I know Ali from the University of Manchester where we both studied Mechanical Engineering. I was the only Yank on the boat, the other four were Scots. Ali is an expereinced sailor, having participated in various multi-day races. The other four of us ranged from mildly to totally inexperienced.
I took quite a few photos. I just got back to the USA this morning, so I haven't had a chance to develop the film from my Holga and Rollieflex medium-format cameras. I have cherry picked a few snapshots I took with my digital camera and inserted them below.
Check back later in the week. I plan on adding some photos from my film cameras (should be better than the digital ones below). I also plan on adding a map of our route.
We boarded the 34' UFO yacht in Ardfern. Ali's parents, the Miller's, had just completed a 10 day cruise before handing the boat over to us.
As we were coming down the Sound of Mull a yacht race came out from Tobermore, right behind us. We led the entire fleet of 100+ yachts down all the way down the Sound and on to Oben. Only two yachts passed us, and they only caught us towards the end of the sound. Turns out the Hydrovane can move!
The line of racing yachts, receding into the distance is visible in the background.
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Playing pool at the Mish Nish pub in Tobermore on the Isle of Mull.
View of the Cuillin Mountains on the Isle of Rum. We did the ridge traverse walk/scramble (~14 miles), which included climbing all of the mountains shown here (Askival, Ainshval, Ruinsival, Sgurr nan Gillean). Most of the names are of Norwegian origin.
Ali and Andy at the top of the Ainshval. The Black Cuillins on the Isle of Skye are visible in the background.
Celebrating to be at the top of the last climb on the Rum Cuillin Traverse. From left to right: Ali, Ronnie, Me, Mike, Andy.
Looking north from the top of Ainshval (2552 ft) towards Askival (2663 ft). The view from the ridges were stunning. The weather was perfect and it seemed as all the Isles of western Scotland were visible: Skye, Hebrides, Coll, Canna, Eigg, Muck. On the mainland, mountains as far away as Ben Nevis were visible.
We got to know this anchorage well, since we got stormed in and were there for two days. I slipped on a wet rock while trying to take this photo and majorly bruised my tailbone. Ouch!
Playing Boggle and waiting for the storm to break in Arisaig.
Allowing boredom to creep in between games of Boggle and Go.