Rain and more rain

It really was a beautiful overnight spot and with great timing, the rain stopped and we walked along the road for a couple of miles. One or two vehicles passed and as is normal here, everyone waved. The coastline is rock and sand with steep slopes just inland from the road. Copious rain meant water everywhere and new streams tried to get over or under the road whichever way they could.

We posted a card in the loveliest letter box too, saw some highland cattle and then admired the view from our spot.

I really wanted to try a drive across at the peninsula on the other side, from there to a point further round the coast. However it’s only a track and a sign clearly said “No” at the point where we would have turned to it.

We stopped for picnic lunch at Tayvallich, well actually the west side which is Carsaig. Tayvallich is a fantastic natural harbour on Loch Sween whereas Carsaig is on the Jura side. It’s only half a mile between them.

A local lady, of pretty much four score and ten, was interested in our Land Rover but also pointed out the sights - mainly the island of Scarba.

We talked about CoVID19 and she asked me where we are from. When I said the Peak District, she hesitated and then asked for confirmation that “That’s in England isn’t it?”

continuing innocently, “Were there any checks when you crossed the border?”.

So we continued to a promising overnight stop, shown on Park4night I think. Again we turned off the primary road and followed a smaller one past cottages and houses, plus a very big boatyard and marina. The road got narrower until a gate signpost pointed to the car park. This really was at the end of the road and what a spot it is.

No sooner had we arrived than the rain started again. The humidity was off the scale inside the Landy and we could hardly work out if the wet inside was leaks or condensation!

However. as ‘wild camping’ spots go, this is about the best. At the end of the road, no lights and no one else interested in coming to stay.

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