As we sailed past here, I was just getting my spinnaker sheets oot of the locker, prior tae roondin Ardnamurchan where we blasted awa fae youse - dinnae tell me ye cannae remember???
I've seen Claymore's "How to fly a G**** spinnaker in 15 easy lessons getting it right on the 15th try whilst ferry-gliding backwards onto a pontoon in a wind against tide situation" series.
...and you had time to take a picture?
Alrighty TJAGAIN wins the prize - what are you putting up this time?
...and less of the "blasting away from us" business, matey. You and Sheena could seriously fall out - even after all that bonding you got up to.
Ach, you can always tell by the smoke coming out of his rear end. Then he says something like, "Aye, aye we fairly blasted up the Sound/the Lynn." /forums/images/graemlins/cool.gif
Lots to see and do. Were you able to make enough time to enjoy it and fully explore? (I regret we weren't while passing through such a strikingly beautiful area. Maybe another time..).
Arrived there 10 days ago and borrowed a mooring for rest of the season. Just back from 4 days - 3 islands, wildlife, walking, a rock festival (Cosmic Lino were headlining), might be there for a while.
My Da once told me of an awfy big man whose name - if I remember correctly - wiz Donald McEcclefecker.
He walked oan the seas of the He Brides and sat oan damp Rocks to rest, which made his bum awfy sore as he developed piles. In those days piles hadn't been invented but Sgeirs had so they called them piles and he became known in time as Donald Sgeir McEcclefecker Haemmorroiidd of that Ilk.
He'd huge hons and feeties and ears tae match. Eventually he became tired of this vagrants way of living and fancied a change so he heeded awa tae Stirling and settled there and the subsequent generations of his family have also stayed there.
I think they got fed up with being called Ecclefeckers so they changed their name tae something very typically middle of the road scottish teuchter...McDonald I think it was.....