Allan, Davie C, Davie Mc, Dougie, Ian, Johnny, Kenny R, Malcolm, Paul
The pronged great spell of weather continued
for today’s familiar walk from Lochranza to Sannox via Laggan Cottage. Most of
us had not seen the new ferry terminal in Brodick and were impressed by its
structure, but we didn’t delay as we made our way quickly for the No 324 bus
which would take us to our starting point. The bus was standing room only when
we eventually left and stopped constantly to pick up more passengers as we made
our way out of Brodick. It was 11.45 by the time we got off in Lochranza, so we
wasted no time in getting underway. Given the extremely dry conditions, the
driest Davie Mc had ever seen on this walk, the going was easy as we made our
way up the hill stopping at the top, after about an hour or so, to take in some
fluids. Davie the Younger was escorted down to Laggan Cottage by his minders
and within another half an hour we were enjoying lunch in the shade of the
building. We had met and passed a succession of other walkers and, at the
cottage, we were joined by three ladies who were to walk on to the Cock of Arran.
Johnny couldn’t temp them with a wine gum, his chat-up lines were rubbish
anyway! Maybe he should have offered a cool glass of Prosecco, that might have
won the day.
Mindful of the bus timetable, we left
Laggan at 1.45, and made our way down the coast, dreaming of that ‘Ice Cold in
Alex’ moment. The front runners got to North Sannox and decided to cross the
burn by using the stepping stones, or just wading through in some cases, and
got to the bus stop just after 3.25, plenty of time to change shirts and chill.
The back markers, Davie Mc, Paul, and Kenny, imagine that, who had gone up the side
of the burn, crossed over and had come back down the other side, arrived at
3.45. There was a debate about how long the walk had been, with estimates ranging from seven and a half to ten miles. Next time we'll take a trundle wheel! (Your scribe's uneducated guess would be eight and a half.)
The bus was busy when it arrived, five minutes late at four o'clock, and
was choc-a-bloc by the time the terminal was reached, with no time to spare for
us to board. We were just on when the boat moved off.
Much needed FRT was taken onboard. If
the crossing had been longer it would have been a tpd!
A splendid day out!
Footnote.It apparently was Bobby Collins, Celtic, Everton and Leeds, who was known as ‘wee barra’.
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Taking stock |
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Onwards and upwards |
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A glorious place for a break |
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Yes! Just glorious! |
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Who needs the Med? |
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Obligatory picture of Laggan Cottage |
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Nearly there! |
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