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A purely personal set of memories, and likely to change as I delve further back into previous years. There’s no particular order to these ones, and they matter to me for quite different reasons.
Early morning on a glass-like Etive, after a night under canvas. The video this image came from is almost disorientating because of the complete stillness of everything except Alcatraz’s wake. This has to be one of my favourite ever images, simply because it reminds me vividly of two days of flat calm weather, a great night beach camping and a fair pile of fish (including a skate) into the bargain.
Early morning in July, with Alcatraz lying quietly on her overnight mooring at Barrs, Loch Etive. Special because it was a great couple of days camping with my son Mike in superb surroundings, and also the first time I’d anchored off overnight.
An otter working the shoreline on Loch Sunart. Not a great image in itself, but as close as I’ve come to one when I’ve had a camera handy.
Katie on her first saltwater fishing trip with a spurdog too scary to hold herself!
Taken at 6.30 on a warm September morning, launching from Skateraw near Torness. Perfect conditions enhance the feeling of leaving the daily grind behind.
A stunning February day on Etive. Despite appearances this was a frigidly cold day in February and Loch Etive was covered by thin ice in many places. However the light was amazing and the views breathtaking – it’s no accident that Etive features several times in my favourites gallery.
Classic one man and his dog stuff, but Bonnie quite often comes along for the ride. She’s never managed to stay dry yet though.
An old photo from the 1980s, but from the time when I spent many days fishing quite extreme conditions on the Aberdeenshire coastline. These waves are pushing 20 feet and breaking to more than twice that height.
A fairly young looking Mike with a nice thornback ray and a big smile on his face. This would have been one of the earlier trips I took him along for, on my old Icelander Fifteen, and is another Loch Etive picture – from Airds Point.
One of many fine little beaches on Mull, I stopped off here for a break on a 110 mile trip around the island. Port Langamull is on the NW of the island, near Caliach Point.