Monday morning, day 3 of our Victoria Day long weekend trip, dawned sunny and bright. The forecast was for wind out of the northeast which would be in our faces for the return to civilization.
We exited the sheltered Trinny Cove and headed north into the wind. The wind whistled in my ears and the kayak ...
... slammed down as it climbed over the waves.
As we approached Red Cove Head we knew there would be an opportunity to find shelter and ...
... catch our breath.
We hopped up the coastline sheltering out of the wind where we could until we caught sight of Fairhaven Island at the entrance to Fairhaven.
Our takeout was over two kms into the distance with no protection from the wind. It became a process of looking ahead for coastal features, paddle to it and then the next objective.
My strategy is to just paddle without concentrating on the destination. I took one final picture because every time I took out the camera I fell off the back of the group and had to paddle hard to catch up. By concentrating on just paddling we eventually arrived back at the ...
... slipway in Fairhaven. It was a bit of work for sure but we were well positioned for the forecast only 6 kms from Fairhaven. Checking my GPS afterwards showed we made a respectable average of 5 kms/hr into the wind.
We didn't find any traces of monks at Iona. Maybe we were in the wrong Iona Islands? Maybe we would have had better luck paddling in Scotland? No matter, it was an excellent three day trip and there's no harm in a bit of fantasy to make a trip interesting.
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