Looping Lorne

Port nan Crullach, Mull

Regular readers will know I like to explore the marvelous coasts of western Scotland. Islands, beaches, cliffs and an airy feeling of freedom as I just cruise along. Fish and sunshine are a bonus, but not that hard to find on the right day! My plan was to loop round the Firth of Lorne, launching… Continue reading Looping Lorne

Loch Etive – Trout from a SIB

Trout of the day - 36cm Brownie

I’ve caught trout from Loch Etive before, but never really targetted them or tried from my SIB. Normally I fish Etive over winter, so closed season for trout, and I’m aiming for bottom feeders. It was mid-afternoon when I arrived, and Taynuilt was full of tents and folk wandering over the beach. However, I managed… Continue reading Loch Etive – Trout from a SIB

Skye – Sound of Sleat

Another spurdog for Trev

Edging under the road bridge at Dornie we emerged into the calm of Loch Alsh. Eilean Donan castle lay on our port bow, with the mountains of Skye to starboard. Our destination was the Sound of Sleat, hidden behind the Ratagan Hills. My Longliner was fairly heavily laden today – two chunky anglers plus camping… Continue reading Skye – Sound of Sleat

Haddock Round 2

Following success at the end of May, Ian and I were tempted north again in early July. There were fewer haddock on offer, but they would potentially be larger, fatter and tastier specimens. Yum!! My only problem was that the tides meant I’d be up before four in the morning – again. I’d literally just… Continue reading Haddock Round 2

Kayaking Morvern

Pink Morvern granite and my wee kayak

I first attempted kayaking along the Morvern coast a couple of years ago, but was blown off before I started. Only accessible by sea or a long hike across a mountainous interior, it isn’t an easy place to explore. However, this time the tides were small and the forecast looked kind. It seemed as good… Continue reading Kayaking Morvern

Slow Drift at Dunbar

Dunbar pollack and codling

I’d my first foray from Dunbar at the end of June, on a beautiful but rather too calm morning. Launching into a glass-like harbour I nosed out past the castle around half-six. I stopped just outside the harbour and hoping for mackerel, plonked a set of sabikis over the gunwhale. Leaving them to fish by… Continue reading Slow Drift at Dunbar

Haddock Suppers

It’s that time of year again, when the permafrost becomes a little less permanent and Freezerburgh hits 5 degrees at noon. Haddock sneak in past the trawlers and Ian and I don thermals and head north to catch our suppers. OK, Trevor hasn’t lost any fingers to frostbite yet, but NE Scotland does have a… Continue reading Haddock Suppers