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the sail east, I debated whether to deploy my foil but decided against it since conditions were not extreme and I prefer the feel of my Raptor when not using the foil. The sail back to the campsite took just over an hour from the mouth of Holy Loch and we arrived before 5 p.m. I was surprised at how difficult it was to spot the tents from the sea. John and I both had green tents, which blended in perfectly with the surroundings. Andy's blue tent was hidden behind mine but when he fitted a green tarpaulin that evening (to give himself more shelter), his tent also blended in well.
This was our shortest day's excursion of the expedition and our earliest finish, so we were able to relax a little in the evening. John had arrived back safely and was impressed at how quickly we'd made the round trip to Holy Loch (3 hours). He said he'd had a problem with his rudder downhaul when leaving Kilcreggan, but had managed to repair it OK. At dusk, he and Andy built a bonfire with driftwood on a previous fire site near the tents, using cotton balls impregnated with Vaseline as fire lighters (a Ray Mears' tip). Andy told me the name of a practice I have long used when travelling (but didn't know had a name): to pack a meal and stop to eat it soon after leaving home.
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