May 2, 2019 – This was not my first journey to the Mull of Kintyre. With my wife, I had discovered the community-owned Isle of Gigha in the Inner Hebrides. Two years later, traveling alone, I grew tired of the gentle hills, which meant that just 12 months later, my best friend and I could only manage one beer in any of the island's pubs, utterly exhausted from hiking and the Midges.
This time, there were five of us, and we boarded the bus directly from the airport to Tarbert, the gateway to the Mull of Kintyre.
May 2, 2019 – Tarbert is situated on the west shore of Loch Fyne, with approximately 1000 inhabitants, 3 pubs, and a free camping spot next to a ruined castle, where we pitched our tents. For our first Tennent's, we enjoyed a phenomenal view over the bay. Just before dusk and the onset of the Midge attack, we sought refuge in the pub „The Corner House“. I could hardly believe it, but we genuinely managed to leave the pub around 11 PM without any major incidents and retreated to our tents.
The following day, we stocked up on provisions for the next leg of our journey, as there would be no shops or pubs along our route.
May 3, 2019 – Skipness is situated directly opposite the Isle of Arran, and we reached the small hamlet just before sunset. Previously, there was a post office here where one could purchase a few essentials, but it closed years ago. Thus, we consumed our last sandwiches, arranged for water, and two of us went for a swim in the sea. It was beautifully secluded. We were able to pitch our tents directly on the beach, and I have no recollection if we discussed the tides at that time. The night turned cold, very cold, but not wet.
In the morning, after a short march, we reached the ferry to Lochranza/Isle of Arran.
May 4, 2019 – Protected by Lochranza Castle, a few houses line the bay. Again, there was no supermarket here, but there was a Distillery. While some of the group took the bus to Brodick for shopping, we skipped the obligatory tour of the Distillery and purchased two bottles of whisky directly. The evening progressed and concluded in the village's sole pub. The bartender was named Nick, and we were Tina, Dominic, Philipp, Elias, and Florian. The bill was substantial, but worth every shilling.
Despite the late hour, two of us set out again and ascended Goat Fell. Respect!
We remained in Lochranza for another night.
May 6, 2019 – We were back in Glasgow and checked into an AirBnB accommodation unlike any I had ever seen. It featured two floors filled with plush furnishings, thick carpets, DVDs, and a terrace the size of a football field. There, we concluded the evening with pizza and canned beer, and after a nocturnal stroll, we retired to our beds.
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