Argyll to Starboard

Brrrrrrrrrrring. Even earlier. 3:30am, says the merciless alarm clock. Time to abandon cosy warm quilts and face the damp cold predawn. We're off to Scotland, heading for The Crinan Canal. First over to the Firth of Clyde, up inside the Isle of Arran, Kintyre to port, Argyll to starboard.
The light winds predicted go up to 30 knots, so we reef the main. Fog makes for extra interesting sailing. "Sedna" pops in and out of the fog, just a half nautical mile in front of us. Peek-a-boo!
In Scottish waters a long fjord cuts into the tattered coastline as we de-reef. The mist and fog in the Irish Sea have vanished. A bright sunny day emerges here on the other side as we peal off layers of wool and waterproofs. Out with the two reefs. Motor sailing. Then sail. Motor. Sail. The winds come and go. And we have our sights on Ardishaig and hope to get into the Canal Basin before the locks close at 7pm.
We arrive at 6pm and before we catch our breath we're secured and fendered in the sea-lock.

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