Showing posts with label Inner Hebrides. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inner Hebrides. Show all posts

Thursday, March 05, 2020

Puffing Puffins Tour Day 8 Mull: Calgary Bay to Craignure Saturday 15th June 2019

Day 8

Today: 54 km 688m Ferries: 0
Tour to date: 525km 5834m Ferries: 7 Islands: 4
Isle of Mull Cheese, Tobermory



So wet today, wet tent, wet all day, says my Strava entry for the day. It had poured overnight after our lovely evening in Calgary Bay, we packed up a soaking wet tent in pouring rain, which never let up all day. Just as well today is an easy day in miles, although we were supposed to do some gravelly adventure exploring and I had scoped out a breakfast destination north of Dervaig. It was a lumpy day though, especially around Dervaig. "Brutal" hills and then the gravel, "no way" said Steve so we stuck to tarmac to Tobermory, and more hills into the torrential rain. 

Fortunately I had also scoped out the  Isle of Mull Cheese café for a possible coffee/lunch stop. A beautiful setting in a glass barn with expansive views and a woodburner. Soup and a cheese board were very welcome 
Cheesy lunch at Isle of Mull Cheese
We dithered over lunch, it was so nice drying out a bit. We dallied so long we ended up having afternoon tea as well. We even convince ourselves it was drying up a bit outside. Over 90 minutes of delicious time wasting culinary gluttony enjoying the views and almost not shivering. I bought some cheese in the shop, but sadly it was not a cheese making day so we couldn't delay any further viewing the cheesy process. I'd have loved that.
Afternoon Tea at Isle of Mull Cheese!
We pulled our socks up, put our wet gloves back on along with wet caps and helmets, wet jackets and ventured back out. We didn't have the enthusiasm to drop down into Tobermory town itself, we had visited on a gorgeous morning on our 2016 Tour d'Ecosse The stumbling block was the hill down, or more to the point the hack back up again. We had been stopped for a long time and couldn't justify any more café stops so we pushed on towards Salen. A road we had ridden before. We remembered it being a quick blast but had forgotten the rolling nature of the road. Also as a 2 lane road it's relatively busy as it's the main connecting artery between the island's 3 main ferry terminals.
Salen
My lovely derelict clinker built fishing boats are still at Salen. I stopped to appreciate the rugged beauty of them and took rather too many pictures that I haven't cut down. I just love the weathering and decay. Still plenty of rain but in the drier spells the midges were out in droves. We did not hang about, out sprinting the midges was essential. A speed above 15km/h is necessary, but we are carrying camping kit remember.
Salen

Clinker fishing boats detail Salen, Isle of Mull
Utter beauty

Bye bye Salen boats. A 20km plod back down to Craignure.
The run down to Craignure
Back on The Sheiling Campsite, tent up, hot shower and pub dinner and I lost killer scrabble, we both had scores over 300! Ferry day tomorrow. thank you mull we had a blast, especially on the west coast round Calgary Bay. We still haven't got you out of our system, nor visited Ulva.


Marvellous Mull

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Wednesday, January 01, 2020

Puffing Puffins Tour Day 7 Mull: Fionnphort to Calgary Bay Friday 14th June 2019

Day 7

Today 94 km 1116m Ferries: 0
Tour to date: 471km 5146m Ferries: 7 Islands: 4
Calgary Bay, Isle of Mull

We wake to a strong wind at Fidden Farm near Fionnphort, still northerly. We strike camp and fight the flapping tent into it's stuffsack, tents are made of spinnaker material these days and do a good impression of wanting to sail off when I just want to get it into as small a space as possible! Bikes loaded we set off at 10am to retrace our steps for 30km. We know there is no café stop at Pennyghael Post Office today, as the post mistress told us yesterday she was off to a textiles exhibition on the mainland, her only weekend off all summer. So we stopped early on at the shop in Bunessan for the day's supplies, fairly certain that's the only shop today. On we plod into the wind. Then the rain starts. We find several cyclists despondently reading the sign on the closed PO door in Pennyghael and confirm what we know. They are heading to Fionnphort. We take the left and notice a sign for Whitetail Gin and a café and a hotel. We are cold and wet and quite despondent but decide to tackle the extra steep hill and hope the sign is telling the truth. It was, past the hotel we find newly established Whitetail Gin and café and head inside, it's 12.30. Hot drinks and food made all the difference. Chatted with the enterprising young owners and fellow customers who apologised for being "twitchers." I'm not sure why they apologised, I'm jealous because I know nothing about wildlife and only see specks, good for them enjoying the stunning surroundings and having a fascinating interest and enjoying their holiday too.
Whitetail Gin Cafe
Fortified and pleased to see the rain has abated slightly, we head off out at nearly 2pm. We have another 50+km and some immediate sharp climbing round Ben More to conquer. We wend our way around the coast, sweat our way up a sharp pull and see Ulva looming below. Served by a daily ferry, except on Saturdays (today) we couldn't spare the time for 2 days on Ulva and Gometra and really you need mountain bikes if not walking, there are no paved roads on off-grid Ulva, one community café and Ulva Primary School is at the ferry jetty, on Mull! We have passed the escape route to Salen so are committed to getting to Calgary Bay tonight now.
Ulva looming ahead
Ben More off to the right




Basking seal
As we continue skirting the coast we are distracted by all the birds, the sky is clearing and we even "sunbathe" for a while. Steve spots an eagle and I did manage to glimpse it. There is now enough blue sky for a pair of sailor's trousers. It is drop dead gorgeous here.

Looking back to Ulva

We plod up the last big pull of the day and Calgary Bay comes into view.  What a reward for our efforts.
Calgary Bay, Isle of Mull
We swoop down and immediately spot the community camping space by the southern end of the beach with a public toilet block/bins/recycling and water tap funded by donations. There were about half a dozen tents and we easily found a flat spot with a picnic bench and a view. What a view.

Badly Pitched tent
Camping Calgary Bay, Isle of Mull
Finally I get my wild swim, it's perishing cold, campers walking their dogs are wrapped up in fleeces but after shivering into the water eventually, it was a long walk out to get deep enough, two others joined me, in wetsuits. We had a sociable chat about outdoorsy things. Once fully submerged the cold is actually warm, hard to explain but your core gets warm and I wasn't freezing, although I can never feel my hands and feet. quite a long time later I emerged (I did swim too) to Steve holding both micro towels and my fleece to wrap myself in. The exhilaration of cold water wild swimming is so worth the first few minutes of discomfort. Once dry and wrapped up my skin tingled for hours, feeling alive and lucky to be here.
Wild Swim Calgary Bay, Isle of Mull
Calgary Bay
After a nice brew we actually ate a dehydrated chilli we had been carrying all round the Cairngorms last summer. It was food, everything tastes good after a day out in fresh air and in such glorious surroundings. Your senses are so heightened. A lovely sunset concluded a memorable day.


From Insta: #Day7 Yesterday was a day of two halves. Very hypothermic morning to #WhitetailGin from #Fionnphort Finding the café saved abandoning back to ferry. The afternoon up to #CalgaryBay was utterly gorgeous #cycling Rain abated, sun came out, plenty of #hills ending in the most perfect #wildcamp and #wildswim ever. Half way through #PuffingPuffinsTour2019 already#InnerHebrides #cycletouring #Mull



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Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Puffing Puffins Tour Day 6 Mull: Craignure to Fionnphort and Iona Thursday 13th June 2019

Day 6

Today 73 km 765m Ferries: 2 Fionnphort>Iona Iona>Fionnphort
Tour to date: 377km 4030m Ferries: 7 Islands: 4
Isle of Iona looking back to Fionnphort on Mull
From Strava: Against the odds we stayed dry. Glorious day, was not expecting the variety of scenery out to Fionnphort but boy was it cold. That northerly is still blowing and overcast until later afternoon. Pitched tent at Fiddens Farm and huddled in tent to eat late lunch. Went over to Iona and did road right and road left. Warmed up in pub. Came back and had superb dinner in the Fionnphort pub. Now sitting on beach in gentle breeze and full sun at 9.30pm 💙

 

Good morning campers from Craignure
We are a little warmer at night now, not because the temperatures are improving but because the merino winter base layers are great. Merino base layers have past us by, mostly because they are a stupid price. Generally I'm too hot so why would I want to be hotter?  We had bought some lightweight T shirt ones before the tour, mainly for sleeping in. Those friends that banged on about them were right. I have since tested the lightweight one in extremely hot weather and they do absorb the sweat as well, so no chill when night falls/wind gets up/café stop etc

We're away in good time, I know 9.30am is not most cyclists' idea of a good getaway but we're pretty pleased with that.

All we have to do is ride west my boy. The very strong northerly is a bit more of a crosswind today. We have a nice pass to conquer, Glen More, past Loch Sgurbain and a whizz down the otherside and flat all the way to Fionnphort where the ferry hops over to Iona. We want to pitch the tent and have a touristy afternoon pottering on Iona so not a big day. Really really want to have a wild swim too.

A very wonky snow depth marker to rest against on Glen More. I have had a bungee round my right pannier since Day 1 when one of the rivets on my Ortleib attachment bar popped. One of the few things we haven't brought as spares. Fortunately the other one did last. My frame is so small the tent sticks out a lot, just not very neat is it?
The climb past Loch Sgurbain
Up we go, wearing quite a lot of clothes, although overcast it's fairly dry.
A grand whizz down the other side to follow the coast from Pennyghael to Bunessan. We weren't expecting any facilities until Bunessan but there appeared the best Post Office/Stores and Café ever at Pennyghael. The small Post Office that had absolutely everything in a very small space. The friendly Post Mistress had a table and tea and two sorts of cake for the cafe corner, the lemon drizzle was gorgeous which we naturally appreciated very much, warming our cockles. I bought a lovely locally photographed card to post for my brother's birthday on Sunday, it got to Durham in time. I was tempted by the puffin china mugs too, but no room for souvenirs, so we bought some bananas and a few munchies. Fortunately, as we left, the lady informed us that after working for 4 months straight through 6/7 she was having a weekend off to go to a weaving exhibition on the mainland, a very well deserved mini break, so would be shut tomorrow/Saturday. We were grateful for knowing that otherwise I'd have been looking forward to visiting when retracing our steps before turning north in the morning. It's OK when you presume there is no café but if you very definitely think there is one and then it is shut. That's not good.
Pennyghael Stores friendly heron
Replete from the lemon drizzle we head back out. We loop a bit to avoid the main road before Bunessan, but the traffic is not as bad as we were led to believe. There are a lot of buses heading to Iona but it's not school holidays or the weekend yet and it's middle of the day

We come into Fionnphort and hanger left up to Fidden Farm campsite with the first tailwind of the holiday whoosh. I think I can remember the approach, we had a holiday here for a week camping in September 1995. A drought of a summer, until that week when the gales and rain came in. We remember the year as our two eldest girls were with us age 5 and 2, and we realised we were expecting our third that week, she was born the following spring. We built sand boats on the beach and watched our frame tent bending in the wind from Iona. 

We booked in at the farmhouse, and the farmer told us everything was exactly the same, with a very broad smile. Except there is now a toilet/shower block. What luxury. There are no boundaries but it is a rolling site, masses of camper vans parked up with a sea view. We pitched in a hollow away from the beach as the wind was still bordering gale force. No romantic beach/sunset views for us, from the tent anyway. We huddled in the tent and made and ate our sandwiches, it was far too chilly for a picnic. We set off without our panniers into the headwind to catch the ferry to Iona, and hopefully the coach tours would be finishing up and heading back so we could have a quiet couple of hours.

Ferry to Iona
Towards Iona Youth Hostel
as it says in the sand...
Isle of Iona looking back to Fionnphort on Mull
We never made it to Colonsay but the gin was good on Iona.
Iona Abbey
Lobster pots on Iona
We rode right past the abbey, and left as far as the road goes. We didn't pay to go in again. Had a mooch in a shop, and went into a pub to warm up. Nice scenery but honestly not nice to be amongst others. we ended up being aimless like them. I really am getting intolerant in old age. In fact we had a bit of a row, Steve just wanted to go in a pub, any pub, as he was so cold, so I rode the roads and took a few pics on my own and joined him a bit later. It's not all hunky dory on tour all of the time. We got the ferry back to Fionnphort.

We ate at the Keel Row in Fionnphort and had a lovely meal. The day was definitely recovered after our not satisfactory attempts at a touristic afternoon. We ate and made up, planning tomorrow. We rode the mile back to the tent and the sun was now out so a lovely walk on the beach before bed. Unfortunately even I couldn't face getting that cold for a swim still.
Fidden Farm, Isle of Mull
Fiddden Farm 
Just perfect
From Insta:

Day 6 #PuffingPuffinsTour2019 already! Beautiful #cycle from #Craignure to #Fionnphort #Mull Varied scenery. We stayed dry but still very cold with the strong northerly and 10 degrees. Pennyghael Post Office and Café was a surprise find, lemon drizzle cake 😀We battled up to Fidden Farm Campsite where we last stayed 24 years ago and put the tent up in shelter of a hollow not overlooking the stunning beach! Lunch shivering in ⛺️ then off for the ferry to #Iona. We mooched and warmed up in the pub., I rode both roads, no idea why so many cars! Too many people even later in the day. Back over for dinner at #KreelRow pub which was excellent. Just having a smashing time. #camping #cycletouring #innerhebrides