The last few days
I last wrote some time ago having arrived in Plockton. I am now in the unfortunate position of having to write my final blog for this year’s Meandering two weeks later, having left the happy glow of summer leave behind me and returned to the gritty reality of what, for me at least, passes as…
Pottering in the far north… and music
It has been a wee while since I last posted. What can I say? It has been a busy and exciting few days, and our ears are still whistling from their bombardment by all kinds of Celtic and related music at the festival in Stornoway. But first, I left you in the sauna in Ullapool,…
Lakes, waterfalls and the capital
After a good night’s rest alongside in Midvagur, we rose at a respectable time the following morning with a favourable forecast for the forenoon to walk out along the side of Lake Sørvagsvatn behind the town. The unusual thing about the lake is its proximity to the sea, and the fact that it empties over…
Hurtling southward once more
One of the features of cruising to and in the Faroes is that one has to take quite seriously the problem of getting home again. Therefore when one has a forecast for two days of northerly winds, it would be a fool who did not take up the opportunity to sail South, if that is…
Nobody said it would be easy
After a couple of nights’ recovery time in Tvøroyri, it was time once again to move on. Passage planning in the Faroes revolves very much around the diktats of the “Red Scare Book”, or to use its catchier Faroese title, the “Streymkort fyri Føroyar”. Essentially this is a tidal atlas, and once you have worked…
Passage to the Faroes
I left you after my last post in Stornoway, having somewhat breathlessly updated you on our activities so far in our mission to reach the Faroe Islands. I am happy to tell you that we have now achieved our objective, and lie alongside the quay wall in Tvoroyri, capital “city” of the island of Suduroy,…
Northward bound
So I’ve been a little bit quiet over the past week or so, since I left Lord Nelson in Liverpool. There is no particular reason for this – I just haven’t got round to writing a blog post yet. That, as you will by now be more than aware, is about to change. I got…
Meander gets her bottom wet again – at last!
In the chilly hours of the early (-ish) morning on Monday 4th May, Loch Creran sea life once again tasted the fresh coat of antifouling on Meander’s bottom, as she floated for the first time since September 2013. Following the usual checks for water coming in where it shouldn’t (it didn’t), Peter the Beta started…
Light at the end of the tunnel
As with my last post, I write having recently returned from the wilds of Argyll and Bute after another successful week’s work on Meander’s latest little refit. Again I had the company of my parents, Lyn and John, and also we were joined this time by a newcomer to Meander’s life, Brandt Steyn. Brandt is…
