Cumbrae 10 November

Allan, Billy, Davie C, Davie Mc, Gus, Hugh, Jim, Jimmy, Johnny, Kenny R, Paul, Rex, Robert

The journey up to Largs promised blue skies and late autumn sunshine, but Largs itself was covered in cloud and there was some light drizzle as we awaited the 10.15am ferry. However, by the time we reached Cumbrae all was well, the weather soon picked up and we were blessed with fine dry conditions for our walk which started by the familiar trek from the slipway up to the Glaid Stone for coffee. Fifteen pleasant minutes were spent here before continuing down into Millport where most took lunch in the Garrison*.

Davie Mc, Hugh, Kenny, and Paul decided, however, to walk a bit further before taking their pieces and that was the last the main group saw of them until meeting up at the slipway. The walk up the far side of the island seems to get longer as the years go by, not helped by the fact that we had to quicken the pace as we approached the monument when we saw the ferry leave Largs. Anyway, we all made the ferry at 2.45pm and were back in Largs before we knew it.

Having covered 10 miles today we enjoyed FRT at Drouthy Neebors.

*At the Garrison, Davie C not only had a plate of soup but a breakfast roll containing two pieces of black pudding and a tattie scone. He indicated that he had not put any sauce on his roll to the consternation of others so, as we walked up the road, a heated debate took place as to what sauce should be put on what filling. As Shakespeare once said ‘HP or not HP? That is the question’.