Delivery of Aleria from Clew Bay to Killybegs - Day 1
We had a fine weather window that coincided with the astronomically high spring tide. If we left with the tide on Tuesday afternoon, we could sail to the Inishkeas or Black Sod Bay the next morning, spend the night there, then continue on to Killybegs Thursday and haul out on Friday. Unusually, there was a high centred over Scandinavia just above us that was extending all the way down to us. We were to have light southeasterlies and clear skies after strong easterly winds on Tuesday. Meanwhile, a succession of lows plunged across below to Spain and a slow-moving hurricane Matthew was plaguing the US East Coast.
|Croagh Patrick from Inishgowla|
We soon settled in with books in the brilliant sunshine on deck. Several fishing boats were out and about. Towards the evening, the wind died despite the forecast being for increasing wind through the night. The sunset was beautiful as the sky lit up. But we needed blankets on deck against the cold easterly flow. We'd be up early to make the 50 mile trip to the Inishkeas so off to bed we went soon after dinner, snuggling against the chill air with the big moon lighting up the night sky overhead.
|Just staring at the beauty|
|Getting the dinghy ready for shore leave|
What followed was a hilarious call from the Coast Guard. They'd been following Northabout and wanted to welcome them home and find out where they were heading. We told the coastie that they were heading for Black Sod to quench their thirst with a few pints at the pub. Later, he called us back and confirmed their position and destination, which we relayed to Jarlath. Jarlath and Michael Brogan then drove to Black Sod to meet up with Northabout and sailed with them into Westport to a big welcome from RTE and Mayo News, and the folks at the Helm. Needless to say, they were the worse for wear the next day or two or three.
At the Inishkeas we realized it would be too exposed in a SE-ly but it didn't seem to be very rough. Interestingly, we did not see any evidence of barnacle geese. Had they delayed their arrival? Nevertheless, instead of taking a chance there or going all the way into Black Sod Bay, we went on to Portnafrankagh. We'd never been there before. It's on the North side of Anagh Head just south of Eagle Island. It's a favourite passage anchorage although very exposed in a westerly with breakers across the entrance in a big sea. In a SE'ly it would be perfect.
The approach to Portnafrankagh from the south was a little more difficult than it would have been from the north, requiring careful navigation to avoid the rocky promontories. We managed to avoid all submerged rocks and anchored in the NE corner in about 28 feet of water. The SE corner had many moorings most with currachs or little fishing boats on them. The pier in that corner was busy all through the night. Otherwise, the inlet has no facilities.
There is a small shop and a pub at the village of Corclogh two miles inland along the Mullet peninsula. Belmullet is four miles away. We wondered what the huge ruin on the northern periphery was and what the strange construction on the southern periphery was that had what looked like a tourism sign next to it, but we didn't go ashore.
|Sunset over Clare Island|
|Capturing a sunset|
|Checking the image|
|Heading out with fog closing in behind|
|Clare Island ahead|
|Leaving Clew Bay|
|Wind is about to stop inside Achill cliffs|
|The flat Mullet peninsula with miles of beaches|
|Great mobile signal near Achill|
|Entrance to Portnafrankagh -- French Port|
|The pier and mooring field at Portnafrankagh|
|Exit from the inside|
|Very craggy shore, lots of rocks below, view to Eagle Island|