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Nice one Dylan.
Aahhh.. this time I must have been one of the first viewers of this new video.
Seen a few minutes. Decided I would save the rest for tonight, to really enjoy in the most relaxed manner thinkable..
Hats off to you again, Dylan!
Thanks once more for that very nice film Dylan, I had a fantastic morning watching your film while enjoying my coffee!
My contribution is on the way…
Off topic: During my search for a pocket cruiser I found a quote from an unknown sailer that I would like to share with you:
They are everywhere among us – wanderers, adventurers, poets, romantics. They may be disguised as businessman, as teachers or laborers, but beneath the trappings of conformity and sociability their hearts beat to the rhythm of an ocean swell, their ears hear a hissing, foaming wake and warm trade winds singing through the rigging, their eyes see beyond the cities pallor to palm-fringed beaches and star-lit coves. Their minds accept their everyday lives, but their souls reject it with every breath. For some, the dream must manifest itself, and that manifestation can only take one form: a sailboat…
Took me back to some great Scottish sailing trips, thanks.
Absolutely marvellous, you have exceeded your previous work again!
I have chipped in what I can, you gave me great pleasure on a cold winter’s evening.
Can’t wait for more, and we have to get you off to the Hebrides again!
Another wonderful film Dylan, we missed the NW mainland when we “kept turning right” and went up the inside of the outer Hebrides, but we did go into Arisaig where we beached ‘Norman James’ just off the approach channel. It was a bit otherworldly when the tide went out and left the boat amidst sand and rocks with no sea in sight – fantastic place. Must have a look up the Kyle of Lochalsh next time we are up that way though!
What a brilliant film. Thanks so much. You must go back and explore further. The summer islands look so great. As a ‘lowland’ and river sailer the Scottish landscapes are a bit overpowering, but wonderful.
Is there any chance you can continue,your Scottish journey in some fashion this year? I really look forward to seeing more. I do chip in and am keen to support your generosity to those who’s adventures don’t yet reach the waters of the North.
Brilliant as always Dylan. Happily chipped in!
Just one minuscule correction: Gavin Maxwell’s otter was named Mijbil. Tarka the Otter was the creation of Henry Williamson and swam in the rivers of Devon.
Ace! – as we 70 year old youngsters say. Sad to see the Centaur on a yard trailer, though.
Lovely, so glad that you had such a good trip. The West is unbeatable.
Point of order, Mackay and Mackie are not the same! I’ll say bugger for you.
Nice again. Keep them coming.
Very nice.
Spotted a fishing rod deployed there off the stern at 33:40 – never noticed you fishing on the boat before. Or was it that the provisions were running low – very low by the sounds of it.
Fish, mussels, can we maybe expect sushimi recipes?
Man you’ve seen some lovely places…
That’s a strange thing to say .
….Two bits of pitta bread….half pint of milk going off……almost no coffee….no cereal….one tomato….no fresh veg….no potatoes.…onions….rice….tinned tomatoes…..loads of pasta….loads of tomato sauce…..sun dried tomatoes….only whiskey and rum…
So what happened next?
Will put a sheet of the folding stuff in the post so you can stock up with Hardtack to prevent any such an occurrence happening again.
Loved the film Dylan,
Watching it here on a balmy Sunday evening dreaming of waterways I’ll probably never get to explore.
Please keep going onto Ireland.
Contribution on its way.
Love your work.
Dylan: You sent me a nice note that I now cannot read (can’t access the email you sent it to now or in the future). Anyhow … I read a few parts of it but not the entire thing. If you could resend to my new email (which I believe you can see but not the general folks reading along).
I would never wear a bikini in Scotland, that’s for sure.
Thank you for your hard work, your films were always professional but the quality of the production increases with each release.
Yet another superb film, D. Watched it twice: once when it first came out, and again tonight. Chromecasted it to the big telly this time, piped the audio through the tuner-mixer and out through the big speakers. Flawless.
I can truly appreciate the grind of sitting forever behind a screen to produce a video, but your efforts pay off in artistry. Whether the effort is worth it to you remains to be seen, I guess. Sounds like it’s wearing a bit thin.
Can’t remember if I tipped after last month’s viewing, so I did this time. Hope you can hang in there with a few more vids, at least you can get back out on the water and recharge the spirit. Great stuff.
Hi Dylan, had some catching up to do, so I sailed through episodes 15 – 18 almost as fast as you did. The scenery reminded me of some of the cruising I got up to this past summer on the remote Eastern Shore of Nova Scotia – I guess there’s a reason we call it “New Scotland”. Sent you an honest tap for the enjoyment you rendered. The next leg of the voyage looks a bit daunting though…a dozen films looks like a lot of screen time, but I am assuming they’re shorter.
Cheers,
Jim
Hi Dylan, I was concerned that you had chucked the whole thing and taken up growing roses instead. I’m seriously pleased to see my fears were groundless. My sailing plans are on hold due to a pending eye operation then a haul out for repairs and maintenance. I shall check the piggy bank as I’m way behind on your adventures.
Cheers, Gary
That appears to have been as beautiful an experience as I had wished for you. So good to have been able to share it with your wife not to mention us. I hope that you get a return trip in time and the wonderful thing is that it will be virtually unchanged. It’s definitely been the constant in my existence.