Allan, Davie
C, Davie Mc, Gus, Ian, Jimmy, Kenny T, Malcolm, Paul, Robert
The 'view' from the Glaid Stone |
From the
slipway, the Glaid Stone (127m) was reached in about forty minutes and, as
tradition dictates, coffee was taken. So far the rain had proved to be
insignificant and there were signs in the distance that the promised improvement
might be not too far off. However, this was not a day for good views. Speedy
progress was then made down into Millport and along the front to the shelter
adjacent to the heliport where lunch was called for.
It was drying up nicely as we left Millport. |
Whatever happened to Little aand Large? |
The Gogo Glen |
It was dry
when we reached Largs, just as well, as Paul’s car had a flat tyre. Luckily, his
car did have a spare, not like most new cars, so Malcolm and he set about
changing it whilst being given copious amounts of ‘advice’ from the rest of us.
Wheel changing could become the Ooters newest sport following on the success of
pool, boules etc. but, as was commented at the time, the F1 boys need not be
worried about their jobs.
Ah widnae dae it that way, Malcolm! |
FRT was held
at the Village Inn at Fairlie, where the sight of Scotland beating Japan in the
Rugby World Cup paled into insignificance when compared to the viewing of Robert’s
holiday photos!
By the time
we left for home, the sun was splitting the trees.
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