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A Misty Easter Eigg Hunt

Posted in Kayak, Paddling, Sea Kayak with tags , , , on April 13, 2015 by Jinja Coo

A long weekend of paddling, first in to Knoydart then over to Skye, onwards to Eigg and round Muck, before returning to our starting point of Mallaig.

We arrived in Mallaig after a dry drive up, at the same time as light rain did. Bravely though, we persevered and ignored the calling of the nearby cafes. It stopped whilst we packed and we were soon loaded up and heading in to Inverie, following the coast as far as the direct crossing to the village’s campsite. Tents up and some gentle relaxation under dramatic skies – still dry though – before heading to the local inn for dinner.



Up next day to much heavier skies, hemming in views out of Knoydart to a minimum. We were soon off in to the mists following the coast round to Doune on the western coast of Knoydart. We passed deer and goats munching seaweed on the beaches and porpoises too (not on the beaches) – something I saw in this area last year too. The nicest wildlife experience though was a school of dolphins in the area, which we passed by. A few of them came quite close to us, others did acrobatics in the distance, all very nice and the closest I’ve been in a kayak to them.

Still 1

Still 2

Still 3

Still 4

From Doune, we took a bearing and headed through the mist to … the misty Isle, Skye. Buildings eventually came in to view and the Armadale – Mallaig ferry provided an extra point of reference for our target – not Armadale itself, but the little cafe in Armadale!

We managed to squeeze in to the tiny cafe and enjoy some soup and chips before continuing along the Sleat Peninsula to the its southwestern end, our crossing point for Eigg. At first Eigg was not visible at all in the distance, but by the time we reached the end of the peninsula, the lower ground was showing. A quick tea break and then we were off across the sound towards Eigg’s northern end.




It had already been a long day by now, but arriving at Eigg and enjoying a major section of its coastline I had not yet seen on all my past visits lifted the spirits. It could only be another couple of hours till dry clothes and hot food anyway. The cliffs on the east coast are pretty stunning and a high band of rock is undercut in many places with huge boulders strewn down to the sea below from countless rockfalls. One waterfall we passed has had a relatively recent one and the burn disappeared beneath debris not to be seen again all the way to the sea.



Turning in to Galmisdale, Eigg’s main settlement, we were soon setup above a beach just across the bay from the village’s combined cafe-pub-shop. Too far for us tonight though, 500m walk after 50km paddling was not appealing. A neighbouring camper kindly informed us about a ceilidh on the island, but it was even further away – not far enough away for us not to enjoy the sounds of it till the early hours though. Instead, dinner and early night with the prospect of a late start and easier day ahead – bliss!





We woke to sunshine and … sheep. Lots of both, the latter taking a keen interest in us for some reason. A lazy breakfast then eventually we geared up for a trip to Eigg’s neighbour, Muck.

After such a tiring day, switching to a day paddle with much lighter boats was a welcome change for achy joints.

On a previous visit to Muck we only saw a small portion of the island’s coastline, but did manage to explore more of the island on foot after a coffee and cake stop. This time we got all the way round, but were disappointed to find the cafe closed. Lunch was of our own making then, in a sheltered spot out the chilling breeze. Very nice. Never mind, we’d surely make it back to Eigg and get a coffee there at the cafe. Sadly not, we were twenty minutes late. Coffee was of our own making too, not the same as a nice latte served up at a table, but still enjoyable and warming.











A family departing the beach, suggested there might be Easter eggs still to be found in the area, but we never saw any. That evening we had lots of time to enjoy the effect of the setting sun colouring the hills on the mainland and a variety of birds doing there thing, including a couple of colourful shelduck. Later, the stars were out and an we had an impressive moonrise whilst we chatted and enjoyed a few drams.










Return from Eigg
Back to loaded boats for the long crossing out to Mallaig, which was hard on joints after three days’ paddling, but there was distraction in the views, which improved along the way with the hills of, first Skye, then Rum, revealing themselves to us through the rising mist.





We had a slight tailwind which helped us, but crossings are crossings and land ahead can be painfully slow in arriving. After three and a half hours we pulled in to the harbour with the sun still shining and the reward of ice cream and coffee just a few minutes away.


Return to the Small Isles

Posted in Paddling, Sea Kayak with tags , , , , on July 23, 2014 by Jinja Coo

It took six years from first visiting the Small Isles with a trip to Eigg before I next returned to them with a visit to Rum a couple of months ago, now it was time to explore the remaining islands of Canna, Sanday and Muck, albeit as part of a very fleeting visit to the group.

Journey Out…

Having driven up to the Morar Sands area the previous night and camped, we were a little daunted by the winds that had interrupted sleep on more than one occasion, but departing Mallaig on the Calmac’s MV Lochnevis we were delighted to find the winds had dropped to the lighter levels forecast and the sun was out for us too.

Views of Knoydart and Skye were enjoyed for a few minutes before hunger turned our attention to breakfast downstairs. The views were too good to be missed and after devouring breakfast quickly we were back up on deck to take in the views of the Small Isles themselves; first Rum and Eigg, followed by a glimpse of Muck in the distance through the gap between them and finally, after rounding Rum, Sanday and Canna too.

View in to Knoydart as we departed Mallaig

View in to Knoydart as we departed Mallaig






Rum's Cuillin

Rum’s Cuillin

Kinloch Castle

Kinloch Castle

Skye's Black Cuillin

Skye’s Black Cuillin

As well as the interest in the landscape and wildlife along the way, including numerous porpoises, something else caught our attention, a ship wreck lying at the base of some cliffs on Rum. The FV Jack Abry II’s accident investigation report makes for interesting and quite enlightening reading about some of the operational aspects of big fishing vessels.

Bloodstone Hill on Rum

Bloodstone Hill on Rum with the wreck of the trawler, FV Jack Abry II, by the shore

Sanday and Canna

Sanday and Canna



Canna and Sanday…

After landing at Canna and gearing up we set off on an anti-clockwise circuit of the island. Huge cliffs dominated things for the first few kilometres with an occasional peppering of caves. Some of these we explored but natural curiosity had to be curtailed in order to cover the miles we had ahead of us. The cliffs offer a cross section of volcanic activity layered down over the years and as well as the more common strata and dykes, there were a lot of signs of basaltic columns, some straight and others twisted in to curves along the way.

After completing our circuit, we stopped for a lunch at the local cafe to refuel having already paddled 22km with potentially the same again to do.


Canna's east coast

Canna’s east coast



Over to Rum…

By now the blue skies and sunshine were long gone, low level haze had been replaced by dense, low level cloud which hinted at rain (as forecast) later on.

Passing between Canna and Sanday our views of Rum, ahead, were quite different to those of it earlier in the day. Shrouded in mist and lacking any detail, just layers of gray rock extending far to the south and west. The water was nice and smooth though with just a very gentle swell and no wind to speak of. Within an hour we were following Rum’s west coast passing by more caves, some huge and some even host to a community of feral goats.

Leaving Sanday (& Canna) and heading for Rum

Leaving Sanday (& Canna) and heading for Rum

Haze becoming cloud

Haze becoming cloud


Cave dwelling goats on Rum's NW coast

Cave dwelling goats on Rum’s NW coast

By the time we arrived at Harris things were decidedly wet – no photos in this beautiful spot this time! A quick snack on the beach before setting off again with recharged bodies, mine certainly was flagging a bit now.




After so long on the water and having been rained on for a couple of hours, we were very happy to arrive at Glen Dibidil with no breaking waves to impede our landing, a warm, spacious and dry abode for the night was about to make our night so much more comfortable than any camping would have been.


Glen Dibidil with bothy on lower left

Glen Dibidil with bothy on lower left

During the evening the rain increased and with it the burn we had crossed getting to the bothy turned in to a raging torrent. It seemed like we might be cut off from our kayaks for a while. Personally, I was too tired to care, that issue could be dealt with in the morning. The rain did stop through the night and the river flow and level fell back a bit giving safe passage back to our boats in the morning.

Home sweet home for the night, Dibidil Bothy

Home sweet home for the night, Dibidil Bothy

Eigg and Muck…

An hour had us across to Eigg’s west coast where winds picked up for a spell. Decision time, would be simply hug this coast and follow it round to land on Eigg at Galmisdale, or would we slog our way across to Muck against a headwind? Luck was on our side and the wind dropped allowing a quick crossing to Muck and the short route (clockwise) was taken to our landing at Port Mor. It was time for more cafe time – great soup, cakes and coffee before a short walk to a high point where we could look back at the extent of our journey with Eigg, Rum and Canna extending away to the north.

Eigg from below Dibidil bothy

Eigg from below Dibidil bothy

Heading south to Eigg

Heading south to Eigg


This and the previous visit have really whetted the appetite for more exploring of this group of islands and as interesting as the paddling is, I always feel like I am missing out on all the interest on the islands themselves when spending so much time on the water, I think future visits will be focused on time on land either exclusively or combined with short paddles and Muck definitely needs more exploration.

Rum and Eigg

Posted in Hiking, Hills, Kayak, Paddling, Sea Kayak with tags , on June 10, 2014 by Jinja Coo

Finally, after years of looking at Rum from afar and from all directions, I managed to get over to the island for a long weekend and do the reverse, getting a new perspective on places as far and wide as Skye, Moidart, Ardnamuchan, Mull, Eigg, Muck, Canna and the long chain of the Western Isles too.

The big draw to Rum, aside from the historical and wildlife interest, was the traverse of the Rum Cuillin, the group of hills which give Rum its distinctively, lumpy skyline when viewed from elsewhere. Having taken kayaks over on the ferry though we could also enjoy the island’s coastline and all going well, Eigg’s too if conditions allowed.

Paddling Northeast Coast

The weather was improving from the outset and not long after leaving a rainy Mallaig, form which Rum appeared almost entirely mist shrouded, the rain eased off whilst we enjoyed a Calmac breakfast, then stopped and the mist rose to reveal some of the lower peaks on the island by the time we arrived.

Rum has strong tidal flow on three of its four sides but thankfully the other, the northeast, has weak tides which suited us for our first jaunt. We headed out from Kinloch and after just a few minutes had an encounter with a couple of otters, one adult and one pup.

Rounding the corner, views over to Skye (the misty isle) opened up and it did indeed look misty, the Skye Cuillin looked like a pretty dank and gloomy place to be, we seemed to be getting better weather and when eventually more of the Skye Cuillin it seemed that from this side (west) they look a little tamer and less serrated from elsewhere and I don’t think it is down to the distance.

Onwards we passed numerous rocky and then sandy bays, stopping at one for a leg stretch before continuing on to Kilmory Bay our final destination. Canna was revealed to us as we rounded the top of the island, looking desceptively close but actually too far for the day if we were coming back to our starting point.

A restful half our was had on the beach and exploring the surroundings, including a cemetery and wildlife hide. A very scenic and atmospheric spot, with dozens of deer grazing.

By now, it was brightening further and the journey back was sunny and hot. Bird life and eventually views of Eigg and the Rum Cuillin (now free of mist) were enjoyed.

Still the weather improved and after dinner, a group of us headed to the nearby otter hide but with no luck, just an enjoyable hour spent admiring the scenery and various seaweed based false alarms as the tide ebbed and revealed more of the weed moving in the water.













Cuillin Traverse

At last, the Rum Cuillin, a walk I have been wanting to do for years. The weather didn’t look too great at first, but if the forecast was to be believed, it was going to be the best day for the traverse with things clearing later on. A group of us set off and not far out of the village, our ascent began, not too steep though and with lots of views along the way to stop for.

I was keen, if possible, to do as a full a traverse as possible so two of us broke off to an outlying hill, Barkeval, with promise of a great view of the bulk of the Cuillin. It looked like a bad decision at first with the mist descending and denying us the view south. However, on the walk back to the main path, things opened up and allowed us to see our day ahead.

Sooner than expected we caught up with the rest of the group and after a couple of tops we grouped and lunched taking time to discuss various options about the rest of the day and how to get back to start; a descent to Dibidil and the consequent boggy path back out below the Cuillin, re-tracing steps back across the high ground, or a longer walk out from Harris on the west coast after continuing off the end of the ridge. The latter was chosen by three of us, it would allow more coverage of the higher ground but would also avoid, boggy ground and re-tracing steps. An added bonus was getting to see the Mausoleum at Harris on the west coast too.

Minds made up, we broke off and continued along the ridge. A lot of the scrambling that is possible had to be avoided as the rock proved too wet and slimy but we did enjoy the drier rock on the central peak of Trollaval.

A great day walking with mist coming and going occasionally to add interest along the way. Great views within the island itself but also out over the surrounding islands and as far out as Coll and Tiree and the Western Isles.

Having descended to Harris after a big day hill walking we now had the 13km walk out back to base over a pass. A sore plod to start with but soon enough we got a rhythm going and in the end it wasn’t too hard going. Great views again along the way to the smaller, northern peaks of the island as well as over our walk from earlier in the day. Goats, deer, coos, ponies and eagles kept us company on the way out too.






















Moving Onwards to Eigg

Perfect, the weather was being not only kind enough to us allow us our paddle south to Eigg but it was actually a beautiful, warm day.

We set off early to give us plenty of time to cover the distance and make it down Rum’s southeast coast and over to Eigg before continuing anti-clockwise round it to the village of Galmisdale where we would pick up the ferry back to Mallaig.

Views of Eigg were drawing us on almost immediately but we held off crossing to a point where the crossing would be shortest. Rum’s SE coast had cliffs with dramatic waterfalls but the lie of the land above them allows the Cuillin skyline to be enjoyed too, not hidden away even when in reasonably close.

Our crossing was uneventful but from a couple of kilometres out from Laig Bay, we could hear surf breaking. Not great for an intended landing but we managed to land on relatively sheltered, rocky beach and savoured the views back to Rum for a few minutes.

More cliff scenery was enjoyed, this time from further out as the swell made being in too close a bit dicey. The Sgurr of Eigg eventually came in to view and we paddled under it looking up at walkers on its top, themselves possibly looking down at us. Numerous caves pepper the coast and as we approached the village of Galmisdale, we guessed at which was the infamous Massacre Cave.









I don’t know why I convinced myself that Rum was hard to do as a trip for a weekend, but having finally gone through the process of consulting the ferry timetables, it is obviously perfectly viable, something that means I will be back for more. With a coastline of just over 40km, something paddleable in one big day or two short ones, there is lots of potential for future walks and paddles.

Skye, Two Small Steps Towards the Cuillins

Posted in Hiking, Hills with tags , , , , , , on January 23, 2013 by Jinja Coo

Two great walks on Skye, first a walk from Glen Brittle round to the lower, first tier of Coir’ a’ Ghrunnda which pretty much coincided with the snow line. The day started clear and dry but grayed over the course of our walk with the sun and cloud cover working together to cast interesting light on the crags above us and out on the sea around the islands of Canna and Rum. We also experienced an odd illusion of the higher, white portion of the Cuillin mountains above us appearing much smaller in scale yet at the same time closer to us than we knew them to be, almost within reach.

Coire Lagan

Coire Lagan


Soay with Eigg (left) and Rum (right) behind

Soay with Eigg (centre) and Rum (right) behind

Coir' a' Ghrunnda

Coir’ a’ Ghrunnda

Soay and Rum

Soay, Eigg and Rum

Rubh an Dunain and Canna beyond

Rubh an Dunain and Canna beyond

Second walk was a wintry ascent of Bla Bheinn, my second by the same route. Icy paths from the start and we had our crampons on from the corrie floor. A very white scene in our immediate surroundings was countered by more colour in the sky and sea and in the various shades of brown on the ground below the snow line, stunning views in all directions with hills near and far showing a fairly consistent winter covering. The islands of Soay, Eigg, Muck and Rum and the sun’s changing light on and round them drew our attention out to the west but soon, on reaching a certain height, the landscape of the Red Cuillin off to the north and stretching beyond to the Storr became more of a focus. The best was kept right to the end when, on reaching the summit trig point, the jagged ridge of the Black Cuillin came in to view. If only we had longer to linger and take in the fine detail highlighted by the contrast of the snow and black rock.

Bla Bheinn (left) and Clach Glass (right)

Bla Bheinn (left) and Clach Glass (right)



Red Cuillin

Red Cuillin

Black Cuillin

Black Cuillin

These two walks have re-ignited an interest in spending a lot of time in and around the hills of both the Red and Black Cuillin and are hopefully the start of a lot of wandering and scrambling in the area this year and beyond.

12th April to 11th May, 2008 – A Four Week Jaunt Experiencing Some of Scotland’s North West Highlands and Islands

Posted in Hiking, Hills, Trips with tags , on May 8, 2008 by Jinja Coo

Arisaig, Isle of Eigg, Sunart and Ardgour

Andy C. departed to leave me burning myself on a beach with smoked salmon treats and wine. A swim proved warmer than expected and more chilling out on the sand followed before another stunning sunset.

Good weather continued and rather than go walking up an easily accessible hill or two, I opted to take advantage and head out to Eigg with my bike for the day. Definitely got the best of the place with the bike and managed to get up the Sgurr, had a swim in a mountain lochan, cycled north to the bay of the Singing Sands. The only thing that was singing was the birds. Great views over to the Rum Cuilins though.

Having changed camp site to the one at the base of Beinn Resipol, it made sense to walk up there and get views of new territory for me. Another swim attempted up high but this time the temperature of the water beat me and I only managed a partial dip. Down in good time so off for a spot of lunch in Strontian.

Weather gorgeous and had to take advantage again so headed along the road to Garbh Bheinn, a hill I’ve looked over at from Ballachulish and Glen Coe countless times. Up and down with limited views in the distance due to high levels of haze but the views of the cliffs and two climbers on them and the walk out along the river were stunning.