In reply to TobyA:
I'm home from circumnavigating Mull - thanks all for tips and advice. I got up on Friday afternoon a bit before Dave managed to get the boat down the Sound of Mull and into Oban with a lack of winds. I recced potential parking spots and would eventually use the one Nathan suggested above - thanks Nathan. It looked like a few other people were using it for the same sort of thing. Then I drove down to have a look at Gallanach, meeting a Canadian team who were on a sport climbing tour of the Highlands! Who knew? But they said they had been having a great time. I also removed my first tick having been at the base of Roadside sector only for all of about 10 minutes - the beginning of a theme! The boat had arrived by the time I got back into town, and we spent the first night in port in Oban as Dave's brother and niece were joining us in the morning. We made a quick breakfast visit to Gallanach in the morning and got a couple of ticks of both type before meeting the others in town and sailing west.
The sail down the Ross of Mull was great and loads of dolphins, both common and bottlenose accompanying us at times. We also saw our first porpoises and seals. We got to Erraid Crags early evening with the winds rising and the weather turning greyer. The southerlies meant we couldn't anchor in the main bay so used an anchorage just to the west. Safe anchorages also became a bit of a theme and we've decided that climbing from a boat isn't quite as straightforward and non-sailors like myself might have presumed. With fast and big tides, even leaving the yacht's outboard equipped dingy when going onto land. You don't want to come back after literally a couple of hours and find it mainly hanging on a rock where you tied it up the tide having dropped over a metre. We didn't have enough time at Erraid to do it justice before the rain came in but we did a couple of routes on Pink Wall. It is a beautiful place and the rock is impeccable, but most of the crags are quite small (think the car park end of Burbage North for fellow people living in the south of the UK!) and I've climbed a lot of great granite so it wasn't maybe quite as special as I was expecting. The place is also crawling with ticks so do a thorough check after. I would like to go back and do more though.
The next morning was a bit grim so we touristed on Iona for a bit before setting sail for Ulva. We moored at the pontoons at Ulva ferry and in the evening hike over to Basalt Columns, Ulva. This was fantastic - a lovely view, a type of style climbing I've not done before and (shhh! Don't tell anyone-) holiday grades. The next day we walked down to Aird Dearg - for more basalt column climbing - again a fantastic view and fun, novel climbing. They are not as pure regular shapes as across on Ulva, but still great. It's a bit tricky at first know where the routes start and how to get there but we worked it out soon enough. A sea eagle flew over as well to complete the Mull experience. We might have even done a new route after a guidebook reading failure. The sun shone although the wind was a bit mad - pull-snot-out-of-your-nose-and-slap-you-in-the-face-with-it strong. We went back out in the evening and did Pinnacle Crack (HS 4b) on the crag just along from the ferry - that was good as well, although the sun had gone and the wind was even crazier by that point, so one route was enough then.
The next day we sailed in really big swells and strong winds up to the top of Mull, passing by the amazing looking Staffa and other Treshnish Isles. I've not sailed in the Atlantic before, and Hurricane Erin had been doing her things, so the swells were impressive, and we guess the spray of them hitting the cliffs in NW Mull a few miles away must have been going 30 metres or higher in the air - quite a sight. We anchored in the mouth of Loch Sunart that night, and all got covered in ticks during a short exploration of the little island we were anchored next too. Yesterday we had another exciting sail down the sound of Mull with the wind screaming up the Sound. I had hoped we might have been able to visit to sport crag Stac Liath, Mull that almost guards the entrance of the sound, but it was peeing down by this point and we were having to tack back and forth across the sound to get anywhere, so another time!
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