Mull of Kintyre

We were leaving the Isle of Arran and Seal shore campsite behind. We travelled back up to Brodick and took the road called the String that cuts across to the West side of Arran to the Old Byre visitor centre. We were making our way up to Lochranza in the North.

Again we passed through stunning places

The Twelve Apostles in the village of Catacol. Each of these fishermens cottages has a different upper window so that when the men were at sea, their wives would light a candle in the window and each man would know which house was signalling.


The Cal Mac ferry from Lochranza was our exit point to Claonaig over on to the Mull of Kintyre. The crossing is a short one on an open ferry taking only 30minutes to reach Claonaig costing £15 in all.



We parked up at Claonaig and phoned the Carradale camp site to book an overnight stay. The B482 single track road that runs down the east coast was a challenge in places with some short, but very steep hill climbs with blind hairpin bends. The Carradale camp site is situated on the coast with a frontage overlooking Carradale Bay with a vast expanse of beach. Unfortunately all the pitches on the beach front were booked. So we ended up a little further back over looking the fields, but still with a sea view.


mull camp (2580 x 1515)

We staked our claim on the pitch then set off again to have a look at the main town Campbeltown. The Mull of Kintyre has only recently been connected with the Scottish main land via a ferry sailing directly from Ardrossan. To get to Campbeltown used to involve a very long road trip making it very remote. Unfortunately Campbeltown hasn’t picked up on the fact that they are going to be receiving a lot more tourist than before. The town centre seemed a little tired and run down. Like most places I suspect it needs an injection of cash.

Paul McCartney used to have High Park farm on the Mull of Kintyre back in the late sixties and as soon as the Mull of Kintyre is mentioned it’s impossible to get that song out of your head. I don’t think he lives there now; well I didn’t see him in the shops.

We went back to the campsite, wandered on the beach with Ruby and did nothing. We seem to be doing a lot of nothing on this trip. It’s a struggle, but we are coping.








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