Monday, 1 August 2011

Garlieston and Rigg Bays

I'd arrived in Garlieston on a beautifully calm Summer's evening after having driven down from Glasgow to join Linda at the caravan (at the caravan Club site in Garlieston). We had spent time down at the pier watching the tide drifting in - bringing with it grey mullet and a kayaker who'd just done a loop out along the coast to Cruggleton Castle.  Inspired by the evening atmosphere and fine weather I resolved to do the trip along to Cruggleton next morning.  Weather was clear and calm but unfortunately the sea was not, a heavy swell from the south east was driving into Garlieston Bay.  Once out of the shelter of the harbour I sat for a few minutes in the bouncing sea and wondering whether it was worthwhile going on.  In the end I decided to keep going and made out across the head of Rigg Bay - right over the top of the Mulberry Harbour remains I think, if the upswelling of water was anything to go by.  There is a large buoy marking the site but this was about a hundred yards from my position.  By the time I got to Sliddery Point the sea had picked up again and I thought it prudent to head into the bay.  After taking a few shots of Cruggleton Castle and the caves at Sliddery Point I made for a small beach at the edge of the bay - where the sea immediately calmed.





Pushed along by the wind and swell on the way back I was soon into Garlieston bay where Linda joined me for a short trip across the bay (Linda taking over in the touring kayak).  Once over at the Eggerness side of the bay the swell again became apparent  - Linda also somehow managing to get stuck on top of a submerged rock before rushing back to the shelter of the harbour.





Tuesday, 19 July 2011

Ardwall Island

Had planned to head along the Carrick and Borgue coast but with a strong northerly wind against an incoming tide making things a bit lively I settled for a trip to Ardwall Island.   Had a wander around, visiting the old house on the south side of the island and had a look for the remains of the old 5th/6th century chapel and burial ground.  The latter was under gorse and bracken so really not much to see.  What a great wee island though - really peaceful and unspoilt.

Ardwall Island from Carrick coast;

Monday, 18 July 2011

Cambret Moor

Cambret Moor, on the hills above Creetown, has a fair number of prehistoric archeological sites - cairns, stone circles, cup and ring marked rocks etc.  I headed up to have a look and more specifically to find something else I'd failed to find in the past - a cup and ring marked rock incised with seven rings.  Given my lack of success with Billy marshall's cave the chances were low, but I was determined ...... and what do you know, I found it.  Here's the proof;


If you look closely you can see the rings - honest.

Close by, on the other side of the Cauldside Burn, is a large cairn with a cist and an incomplete stone circle.  Interestingly all three are aligned and point towards another ancient cairn on the top of Cairnharrow about a mile away.



Lots of interesting bog plants in the area including this orchid (?).

Sunday, 17 July 2011

Carsluith to Newton Stewart and back via Kirroughtree

Took the cycle route from Carsluith into Newton Stewart via Creetown and the Mines Hill.  On the way back popped into Kirroughtree Forest and followed a few of the bike trails.  Hadn't been up to Glenamour Loch for a while.  Here are a few shots.

Glenamour Loch;





NCR millenium marker near Creetown;



Friday, 15 July 2011

Loch of Cree

Alongside the Wood of Cree the river broadens and turns into an area of slow moving water, reed beds and marshes known as the Loch of Cree.  I'd always wanted to paddle this and had looked out for a 'put in' place when I came along this way on the bike a few days ago.  So, today I dropped the kayak off at a spot I'd identified, on the river bank just opposite Pennighame House, and parked in the new RSPB car park at Barclye - part of the newly acquired extension to the Wood of Cree RSPB reserve.  I knew this as the site of an old lead mine and was happy to see when I looked behind the undrgrowth and bushes that the old adits heading into the hillside were still there.  Back at the kayak I set off upstream through wooded banks to cover the half mile or so to the loch.  The river was low and caused trouble with grounding on the numerous small rapids - I seemed to spend more time out of the kayak hauling than actually in paddling. 



Taking the direct route around Cut Island (through the Cut) I emerged into the broad loch through a swathe of reeds to a different landscape of broad deep waters, reeds and water lilies.


 As you would expect with a bird reserve there was plenty wildlife about - ducks, swans, sand martins, roe deer etc.  I knew there were otters in the area and kept my eyes peeled for a sighting without any luck.  Although I was paddling against the flow I had a good tailwind pushing me along and made good progress to the end of the loch about four miles upstream.


 I continued to the junction of the Cree and the Minnoch, with the Cree surprisingly being the significantly smaller of the two rivers at this point.  It the does make you wonder why the lower river wasn't named after the Minnoch. 

The return trip was hard work!  With the wind in my face I had to work all the way - deciding to take out in the Cut to avoid the shallow section and walk back to the car.

   

Thursday, 14 July 2011

Cairnsmore

A bit of a trip down memory lane this one.  Cairnsmore Estate is where my dad was brought up, my grandfather being an estate gamekeeper, and as kids he often brought us up here.  I remember the trips to gather conkers, the walk over to the motte on the moor, the stories of the night the Heinkel  bomber crashed on the hill during WWII and of numerous other trips and tales.  They lived in one of the houses near the stables at the home farm for a time before moving to Bogue Cottage on the banks of the Palnure Burn.   Carinsmore is also the hill that dominates Newton Stewart and Wigtown Bay - and can be seen from my mum's kitchen window in Newton Stewart.  This was to be a run/walk and also a chance to explore familiar terrain.   It had been more than fifteen years since I last had been on the hill and immediately noticed a few changes.  I'd been used to driving up the estate road to Cairnsmore House and the farm, parking just before the hill path began.  Now I had to park in a new car park outside the 'big house' grounds and walk in.  There were well marked paths but the number of 'private' signs around was annoying particularly as the new walkers path took me away from stables, which were also 'private'.  The initial stages of the climb were covered in a slow jog up until the deil's dike, just clear of the forest line.  Thereafter a steady walk took me to the summit plateau.  I didn't head straight for the summit but went over to the other side of the hill to sit above the Clints of the Spout and take in the view of the Knee of Cairnsmore and the National Nature Reserve below - an area I'd cycled through on my NCR7 trip a few days ago. Apart from the view I did have another reaon for coming this way.  About thirty years ago I had approached the hill through the Door of Cairnsmore and climbed up the back via the Clints and found an aircraft crash site - I'd been hoping to relocate it but couldn't find a trace.  Heading over to the summit, the memorial there was a reminder of the number of aircraft crashes that have taken place on the hill - eight in total, mostly during the second world war with the last being a USAF plane in 1979.    From the summit I made down the NW ridge towards Eastman's Cairn with the aim of looking for Billy Marshall's cave.  I remember a few of us looking for it many year's ago without any luck, unfortunately the outcome was to be the same on this occasion.  The OS map is little help as 'Billy Marshall's Cave' is written on a crag on the map which covers a fair amout of hillside on the actual ground.  After looking at nearly every rock outcrop I thought I'd found it, without the iron bar that is said to mark the spot, but with a couple of old cairns leading to a small cave in a rockfall.   On checking the internet back in the caravan though, I realised that I was well off the mark - a few hundred metres out, but not as bad as the OS map though which indicates the cave to be about a quarter of a km to the east of its actual location .   Should have checked the grid reference (NX 494 679) before I left!  The trip down the ridge wasn't in vain as there was plenty of wildlife around - a mountain hare that shot off from a few metres in front of me, a herd of wild goats and a couple of what I think were merlin.  I must have been getting close to the merlins' nest as they started calling and one of them tried to distract me away by landing and calling from about 20m away. I made my way back down over Blairbuies Hill through rough terrain of heather, loose rocks and tussocky grass and eventually, after fighting through some forestry, onto a forest road.  A quick run along the road took me close to the Cairnmore Motte hill and eventually  back to the car.  A long day, over six hours on the hill, sore feet and scratched and bloodied legs  - but I'll still need to go back up and find that cave!

View from the Deil's Dike
The Knee of Cairnsmore.
Cairnsmore summit.


Eastman's Cairn.
Not Billy Marshall's cave.

Cairnsmore Motte.

Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Murray's Isles, Fleet Bay

I'd been looking over to Murray's Isles in the middle of Fleet Bay for a few days planning to head over when the wind and tides were just right.  This morning was perfect - sunny and calm.  Setting off a couple of hours before high tide  I covered the mile or so to the islands in just under twenty minutes.  What a great place, the islands are a breeding ground for gulls and also house a resident cormorant colony  - so there are birds everywhere along with the constant noise of them squaking.  I did a full round of the islands, taking my time and enjoying the antics of the birds.  I spotted a couple of seals - well, one spotted me and dropped under when I spied him.  The other had his back to me and seemed intent on taking a bit of sun whilst watching a small fishing dinghy.  He dropped under just as I was sneaking up on him.
  • One of two ruined buildings on the island.  This is the more substantial of the two and sits towards the west side of the main island.

  • ...and this is the other building on the main island.  Smaller and sitting over towards the east coast.
  • Looking back towards Mossyard. 

  • The cormorant colony.