Days three and four on Arran saw days of starkly contrasting weather.
A wet walk through the trees was as much as we could manage on Tuesday as the gale blew through. But on Wednesday we headed for the hills again – this time on the Eastern side of the island, climbing to reach the Deveil’s Punchbowl, above Sannox, before I fitted in a sneaky nine holes at Corrie.
Ella was “on one” all the way up, and was equally lively on the way down, not least when she growled at a fellw hiker who was planning to go way beyond where I had been and head on up Goat Fell. “Hopefully the clouds will lift” he said, “But I have a compass in case”. I am a lightweight in comparison, but I had other activities planned.
Golf was stunning. This was not a good walk spoiled so much as a fine stroll enhanced. The views from Corrie Golf Course are dramatic and the course is far better than I remember (unlike my golf). And to cap it all off I saw the tea room at the Golf Club was open. I was the only customer in their busy lunchtime and they served the finest BLT I can remember. Perfect.
