Mixing the old with the new…

Today began with rain in Campbeltown, once proclaimed the “whiskey capital of the world.” The captain and crew set out to tour Two very distinct distilleries — Springbank and Glengyle. As it turns out, Springbank is the oldest independent family-owned distillery in all of Scotland and still embraces an old-fashioned manual distilling process. Glengyle has been rebuilt and is now the newest distillery to surface here in over 100 years. Funny how we should find ourselves here!

After the tour, Philip treaded off to work in a cafe equipped with Internet access and got in an honest days’ work. Dan went in search of propane as we ran out of one of the two tanks on board — but alas, no luck due to our foreign valve. Exchange of tanks only in the Scottish land, no refills. With the luck of the Irish aboard, we will try our luck in Ireland as we set sails tomorrow to Dublin.

Corinna, Cathy and Linda walked the village, toured some shops and kibitzed with a few locals.
Ellen stayed back to fulfill her scholarly deadline in our Kuchenbude sunroom where rain and sun meandered throughout the day. We are awaiting a burgee swap with a prominent sailing club in Campbeltown and have the Dory Club burgee ready for the exchange.

A boat sunk in the harbor approximately 100 meters from us. As the Scottish Coast Guard contemplates what to do about this situation, we prepare a dinner of fresh salmon, green beans and Corinna’s famous potato salad. Our after dinner libation will be a hard choice as we journey to the Ardshiel Hotel Restaurant and Whiskey Bar where there are over 700 rare and exclusive malts to choose from. We were alerted by the harbour master that this is the place to go as he referenced the “poor buggers” that clean the bottles 3 times a week.

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Kuchenbude needed

We left Tarbert under sunny skies. The day was uneventful for the most part, except for the dark ominous clouds in the distance. We covered 35 miles sailing the Firth of Lorne and Kilbrannan Sound. We sailed close hauled along the Sound with periodic, startling wind blasts, where the air was channeled through the mountains. We tacked our way to Campbeltown Harbour in moderate drizzle and misty fog. We were met by a jolly Scot, who assisted us with a very tight pontoon docking.

The Kuchenbude was set up, since the rain continued. We noticed that one of the hatches was not closed properly in the v-berth, so clothes, sleeping bags and mattresses got a wee bit wet, as one would term it in Scotland. This German/American crew would refer to this as “soaked”, so Corinna and Linda went to the launderette to dry the gear. We ended the day with a hearty, warm dinner of chili, dressed with shredded cheese, chives and sour cream that was warmly welcomed by captain and crew and took the raw out of our chilly bones. Aye!