North of Crinan is the famous tide race, the "Dorus Mor" (big door) The night before I'd decided to postpone because of forecast force 5-6 westerlies (and worse, against the tide so it could create a dangerous chop). But I got to chat with a coastguard who said the wind probably wouldn't arrive & suggested we go & look - half an hour before the predicted turn of tide, as it can often be earlier than the official time. He advised us to go north to get there and to expect the unexpected! We got through fine exactly on the turn of the tide, but after rounding Craignish Point did find ourselves facing an unexpected curent - too strong to paddle into. I needed to steer between this and another than would carry us to Corryvreckan that would be fully wild by now, with spring tide and the forecast westerly wind against it. At intervals Anne pointed out that we were going backwards!
It turned into a beautiful, fresh sunny day with an occasional squall. Later, a tail wind for sailing helped us past the Clachan Bridge, over the narrow channel from the mainland to Seil, dubbed "The Bridge over the Atlantic".
We camped by the sea... a little closer than we'd planned!
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