Lochranza to Loch Doon

Part 1

The intended early start for Brodick was achieved. As expected, so few vehicles were around to overtake that there was significant extra distance covered in using the whole width of the road in a zig-zag motion. By this means the muscles were left in better shape for later in the day.

The mist on the highest hills was clearing quickly and it felt good to be out in changing scenery in such quiet conditions. In Brodick, Woolley’s the bakers and the well- named Arran Active were places to be sure and visit. My existing load on the bike is augmented by stuff kindly kept for me in Broadford by Fiona and Keri, so my outdoor purchases will be posted. The new sleeping mat is lighter and more comfortable than my old, failing one. Seeing my purchase go through, an employee gave me the reassuring news when her identical product had caused her to oversleep during its first use.

Last year all ferries from Brodick went to Troon, but now that half go to Ardrossan my wait gives me hours to kill. Possibilities include catching up with tasks on the phone and as staff were warned in advance, slowly browsing through Arran Active’s products for innovative additions this season. So far my camp meals have not needed a folding titanium spoon.

Part 2

A crew member confirmed that there was no cafe on this ferry and that my recollection of the location of the chilled water supply was correct. He told me that the new Glen Sannox intended for this crossing had engines that needed longer runs and that it would not return to serve here.

It was not difficult to find spare sockets to charge devices and to make progress with the travelogue preparation. The only distraction was the almost universal excitement as soon as the easily visible dolphins were announced.

Weather on disembarkation was still pleasant and sections of the Sustrans 7 cycle path alongside beaches were enjoyable. From Ayr the traffic on the road towards Castle Douglas was heavier than expected until 6:30 pm and also fast moving. A headwind became stronger and increasingly colder and wetter and my sudden exhaustion necessitated rest/snack stops contributing to a very late arrival at the Loch Doon campsite.

It was a relief to see Sparky still in the reception room and sharing my perception of the worsening conditions. He did not lock up and leave until 10 pm, by which time my tent was erected and a hot drink prepared. This felt necessary and went down well in the tent, which served to block the icy wind. There was some heavy rain during the night in squally conditions but the temperature was adequate with a combination of layers of warm clothes, a sleeping bag and liner.