Al and Moz’s Mini Tour of the Inner Hebrides VI-VII

January 2, 2014

VI

Two nights left, and it’s time to move the tent again! Today, we’re heading to Jura. Which turns out to be one of the best islands we’ve made it so far. A lot quieter than Arran and Islay, but bigger and more scenic than Gigha. I like that the ferry from Islay drops you off in the middle of nowhere, 7 miles from the village. Good thing it’s lovely weather for a cycle.

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Cycling up from the ferry port.

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My legs are getting somewhat tired!

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Al and Moz’s Mini Tour of the Inner Hebrides III-V

August 31, 2013

III

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Setting off from Arran

Up early, and off to catch the first ferry over to Kintyre which despite being part of mainland Scotland, feels a lot more remote than Arran. (I guess Arran really isn’t very remote at all, and is fairly close to Glasgow when you think about it.) The road signs are caked in decades worth of dirt and the ferry drops us off in what appears to be the middle of nowhere: the ferry terminal consists of a bus shelter and a portaloo.

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Al and Moz’s Mini Tour of the Inner Hebrides I-II

August 19, 2013

I

Since last year’s trip went so well, Moz and I decided we should head back up into the islands again this year. Our original plans, of heading up over the Easter break were thwarted by bad weather, so we had to wait until August before we both had some free time. Which meant we missed the July heatwave. Oh well. Probably a good thing right? Wouldn’t want to be too hot. Relaxing on those nice Hebridean beaches with some beer. In the sun. Much better for it to be overcast and changeable.

Step one: try and remember how to fit everything onto the back of one bike:

Here's hoping we haven't forgotten anything

Here’s hoping we haven’t forgotten anything important

Notice that I have a new bike! The nice elegant looking red one. My last bike got stolen from my flat’s stair, which meant a new (and better) bike was required! I was a little nervous about it, as I’ve already had a flat tire while out cycling. Perhaps bad luck. Or perhaps those road tires really don’t like stony paths.

The plan this year involved Moz leaving his car in Edinburgh, and we’d both take the train from Edinburgh to Ardrossan and catch the ferry over to Arran. From there, we’d head to Kintyre, Islay, Jura and Colonsay and then catch the train home from Oban.

Step two: we have to catch the train.

Moz looks so happy to be heading off on holiday.

Moz looks so happy to be heading off on holiday.

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The Two Rs – SFE

September 25, 2012

Hello. Here’s a tune from a collaboration I was working on with Rod and Angie through in Glasgow.

http://soundcloud.com/riadsala/sfe-the-two-rs

I’m quite pleased with the polyrhythm between the 6/8 and the 4/4. I can’t see this tune ever getting a final polish. Which, is a shame as Rod (guitars/drum programming) is an excellent sound engineer and could no doubt do a far better job on the mix than I can.

 


Al and Moz’s Mini Tour of the Outer Hebrides IV – VII

September 1, 2012

IV

We woke up and found the remains of our barbecue had been picked dry, leaving just the sun-bleached bones.

Drat, there’s nothing left for breakfast!

Caption

Arty

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Al and Moz’s Mini Tour of the Outer Hebrides I – III

August 22, 2012

I

Moz arrived at lunchtime as expected, and we wandered down to The Clock in Morningside for lunch. I’m sure Bradley Wiggins and co. have a burger and chips before setting off for a week’s cycling. Anyway, with lunch dealt with, we nipped into the super market for vital supplies (toothbrush!) and then went to pick up me gear. Which resulted in problem number 1:

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A Journey to the Western Islands of Scotland

August 8, 2012

To paraphrase Samuel Johnson:

I had desired to visit the Hebrides, or Western Islands of Scotland, so long, that I scarcely remember how the wish was originally excited; and was in the Autumn of the year 1773 induced to undertake the journey, by finding in Mr. Morris a companion, whose acuteness would help my inquiry, and whose gaiety of conversation and civility of manners are sufficient to counteract the inconveniences of travel, in countries less hospitable than we have passed. On the eighth of August we left Edinburgh, a city too well known to admit description, and directed our course northward.

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