The best weather for going through the Pentland Firth was Wednesday, but the tides meant either a very early start or a very late arrival – I opted for the latter.
The calm weather and my passing through very early in the flood meant the conditions were very calm – nothing like everyone had warned me about.
I paddled under incredible looking cliffs as the sun set, and arrived at Sinclair’s Bay just add the last of the light was fading from the sky.
Yesterday, I took a day of to rest after rushing across the north coast. It wasn’t totally relaxing though, as there wasn’t enough beach and the tide came within less than 6 feet of my tent. Time to start the long paddle south.