The Isle of Arran is in the Firth of Clyde, 13 miles off the coast of Ayrshire. It a long time since I visited the island, as a youth nearly 40 years ago. I can't remember much about it, probably because I spent all my time in the pub. A while back I thought of going over on the bike but the fare for the ferry was a bit much for a day trip.
In recent years, however, the Scottish Government brought in a scheme to encourage travel to the islands called the Road Equivalent Tariff that halved the cost. With that and the weatherman promising something resembling summer weather we headed over for a couple of days.
|Travelling by boat somehow makes a journey more exciting|
|Whin (Gorse) is common in Scotland but seems more so on Arran. There was so much that the air was full of its scent. Smells like coconut, strangely|
|The island of Ailsa Craig rises above the haze|
|Ever get the feeling you're being watched?|
|There is a road around the island that is mostly beside the sea|
|We stayed in Lamlash where is was warm enough for a drink outside|
|Holy Isle off Brodick as night fell|
|With a offer like this why stay sober?|
|Lamlash on Monday morning. It was very warm (by Scottish standards) getting up to 25C/75F|
|Another view of the coast road looking west to the Kintyre Peninsular|
|The tiny (and silted up) harbour at Blackwaterfoot|
|Goat Fell from Brodick. This mountain is a landmark that can be seen from all over the Firth of Clyde especially when covered in snow (as it would have been last week)|
|Swans in Brodick|