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Don't know whether I like the comparison -who is the ugly duckling? Offering to stop for a rest - can't be you! Lochs-no distance - I know form experience. Fantastic progress Dave, looking forward to joining up again next school hols near Dumfries. (by Mick)

Coasting Round Britain

30th March 2013 to 12th July 2014
Stronvochlan (Ardentinny) to Gourock (26)
2202 out of 5630 miles completed

Log No 142. Fri 27th Sep 2013 - Rosneath Peninsula, 21 miles (2202 miles walked)

Looking across to the Submarine Base
There was no change in the weather, dull and drizzly.

I walked up the hill to the Whistlfield roundabout and turned onto the Coulport road.

This road was obviously built by the MOD for access to the depot at Coulport on the other side of the peninsula.

There were still some anti nuclear slogans painted on the bridge over the railway line.

It was a pity about the weather because I would have had some good views looking down across the loch.

"Don't stop now, it's another 10 minutes before our next break"!!
From Coulport the original old road continued along the shore.

I watched a pair of Mute Swans walking on the shore, for some reason they reminded me of Mick and I!!

Hotel and Castle at Knockderry
It was another still and quiet day, 2 tugs slowly escorted a large tanker up Loch Long.

Eider Ducks
There was hardly a ripple in the water and lots of Eider Ducks "oohing" & "aahing" to each other.

After going through Cove I went through Kilcreggan at the bottom of the peninsula. There is a passenger ferry here to Gourock.

Looking across to Rhu
The road cuts across the corner of the peninsula but I stuck to the shore on a private road through Portkil then a footpath round to the Holiday Park at Parkhead.

The weather had improved inasmuch as the drizzle had stopped and the views had improved slightly across the water.

Looking back down Gare Loch
After going through Rosneath and Clynder there was just the odd house along the rest of the 4 miles of road to Garelochhead.

I saw another dead squirrel in the road, this time it was a grey one. I had seen notices up over the last few days saying that the Greys were now encroaching on the Reds territory here and asking for sightings of either, alive or dead, to be reported.

Coming back into Garelochhead it started to drizzle again.

It was a 21 mile round trip and hooray, hooray that is the last of the peninsulas. I seem to have been walking for miles for very little distance, if you know what I mean.

Garelochhead