For anyone who has sailed a boat, anywhere in the world, the joys of heading into a berth for the night, after an exhausting experience is very welcome. To view the scenery, on the route whether familiar or not, stays with you forever.
“Late afternoon found the despondent Emeraldeers south east of Arran puttering up the Firth of Clyde in almost flat calm conditions, the sun scattering diamond like reflection on the surface of the sea. Their intended route would take them between Bute and the Cumbraes, past Wemyss Bay, with Dunoon on the port side then turning to starboard at Cloch, It was here, between the wide sandbanks, that they would enter the marked navigable channel in the Clyde Estuary. Greenock would then be passed to starboard, Dumbarton to port, until eventually passing under the Erskine Bridge they would continue up to the boatyard on the south bank of the River Clyde, at Govan”. (from Chp 63, No Room at the Boatyard, A Storm in any Port)