Now for anyone unfamiliar with Ardrossan, it's only about 20 miles from Glasgow, so a day trip over to Arran on a weekend is a popular day out. Ann and myself witnessed the weekend sailings over to Arran once before, where a significant number of the passengers were, well to be brutally honest, completely pissed. Today didn't disappoint either, in fact the bar area on the ferry contained Scotland's entire obese population all on the lash. Think of the bar scene in Star wars and you won't be far wrong. Jabba the hutt was definitely sitting opposite us, swilling a pint of tennants and looking at me and Andy as if we were a couple of bar snacks.
Once on Arran, we cycled north, and saw a seal only a couple of miles up the road basking on a warm rock.
Then we hit "the HILL" renowned on Arran for its 200 metres of climb. Now being seasoned touring cyclists! We nailed it without lifting our arses up out of the saddle. A long ride downhill had us in Lochranza and Andy had the best moment of the day when he realised we could stay on a campsite and have a shower. My attempts to camp rough and to man him up a little failed today, but we will run out of showering options as we head further north.
After eating, ( another spam Thai curry) we headed for the only hotel in the village to get our fix on a sneaky pint. On the way there was a deer in the field, close enough to almost touch. Then came a herd of deer, casually walking down the road next to us.
It was when we got to the castle that we had the strangest experience, as the caretaker came to lock up. As Andy was taking photos of the deer, I asked if he could hang on for a few moments, at which point he gave me the lock and said for us to have a good look around, and close the door and bolt it up when we leave !!!! How very trusting.
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