We had a plan of sorts. Feeling it was time to head slowly south, we originally wanted to try and get into Port Ellen on Islay. The anchoring opportunities there are not great and there are only 2 berths in the little community run harbour we could use. However, we saw that they only accept boats up to 12 tons. That just rules us out. Only by a teeny few tons of course.....
The debate was - "should we go back inside the Mull of Kintyre for a while or potter down the Irish costs slowly". Decision was to go back inside the Mull for a while, then Norn Iron, then see what the weather allows.
The next decision was when do we go round the Mull itself. Weather and tide times are ultra important there. The first part of the plot was easy enough, take a fair tide and anchor off Gigha. So we did, only the southerly wind was against the tide and made it quite a bumpy trip, nodding into the short steep waves. At least the 10am departure time was civilised.
As we got to Gigha and dropped the anchor, so the sun came out. A lovely afternoon disturbed only by the little ferry heading back and forth, easily visible from the pilothouse as you can see:
Idyllic spot. However, we then had to decide about rounding the Mull. The tides dictated doing that sometime after midnight or waiting until the following day, leaving Gigha around 10am. That is way nicer of course but, as always in life, other factors intervened. The wind was due to pick up in the early morning, around 3am and blow quite strongly from the NE. We did not want to be off Sanda, (the little Island SE of the Mull) with a strong following tide and the wind blowing over the top of it. This image from the tidal atlas tells you how strong the tides are in the area:
The decision was to head off later that evening, aim to get to the Mull just as the tide turned in our favour and be well round it by the time the strong NEly picked up. So, the best option looked like the least pleasant one time-wise and scenery-wise. So be it. Here is the track we followed, showing the anchor time off Gigha and then the night time passage around the Mull and up to the Carradale Bay anchorage:

As we headed off, it was still lovely and sunny, calm and very pleasant indeed. Patrick the penguin and his constant companion were enjoying the views:
and a nice pink sunset on the clouds added the the experience a bit later on, even if this picture doesn't look that "pink". You will have to take our word for it - the sky was lovely:
We didn't cut inshore around the Mull for two reasons. Firstly it gets bumpy in the confused water on the western side and secondly, we've seen a few pot markers inshore there before. The weather was turning murky and damp - the worst conditions for our FLIR (infra-red camera) to work in. Normally we can spot properly marked pots pretty well at night but in drizzle / fog / rain it becomes a different game. The image is very degraded. If you want to be a real propeller head on why, look at the manufacturer's information in this FLIR weblink. If you have a more normal life and no desire to be a crashing bore on the subject at parties, then it is down to water droplets scattering and absorbing the infra-red radiation that the camera tries to detect. Sure enough, the camera struggled big time in the drizzle and rain.
Our timing to get around Sanda island and begin to head north was pretty perfect. Before the tide picked up too much and the promised strong NE'ly winds kicked in:
You can see we were getting tidal help, just not rocket assistance at that stage by our speed over the ground. Sure enough, as forecast, the stronger gusts arrived but by then we were further north and the sea didn't have time to build that much before we headed into the anchorage. Again, we stayed further offshore than you would in daylight, just in case of pot trouble. We anchored up in about 6 metres of water, near a lone yacht and tucked well into the bay for some lovely shelter from the waves that were building in the sound itself. You can see how nicely sheltered the bay is from the North, North East winds:
The only image we can share of our arrival is this one, of the GPS position that we took as a reference against dragging the anchor:
Not terribly exciting we know but it was pitch black outside.
Maintenance news:
Whilst pumping fuel through the polishing filter into the supply tank, the captain noticed that it was slowing down a bit. It needs a new filter in the Racor device. That will get done when there is somewhere to dispose of the old diesel soaked one. We use quite a fine filter in there and as they pick up dirt in the fuel, they get even more clogged and the effective micron rating drops so they are harder and harder to pump fuel through.
One oddity - the big magnetron radar was used, it worked fine on longer ranges as always, showing the land of the Mull nicely when zoomed out to around a 6 mile range or more. However, when it was zoomed in to around 2 miles, the coastline became very indistinct. Turning off the automatic gain, sea state and rain clutter controls and winding the gain right up helped but it was not as it should be. Grr. We switched to the other digital radar and were happy we had a backup. Something to investigate.....

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