August 11, 2009
Tuesday 11th August Tighnabruaich. West Kyle to Rothesay, Isle of Bute.
This is one island hop Mum and I could have done without. Rothesay looks lovely in Dad’s out-of-date pilot (as we found out) but what a horrible sail, yet again in torrential drizzle is the only way to describe it, and to a down and out hole of a place. If Mum didn’t know she was on the west coast, she could have believed this was the black hole of Dundee! (And that’s not being very fair to Dundee).