A sudden realisation last Saturday morning that it was the final weekend of the PS Waverley’s visits to Rothesay for this year and we hadn’t yet made a trip. Fortunately the forecast was quite good so we quickly rearranged our plans.
It is a delight to have to go through the Cabbie’s Rest on the pier on the way to the boat, whether it be the Calmac ferry or the Waverley.
When the Waverley arrived she looked very busy but, as always, most of the passengers who have come from further up the Clyde or Glasgow disembark for a few hours in Rothesay so we had plenty of space to move about and take in the scenery from all angles.
Our house can be seen neatly framed by the left hand side of the wheel spokes. We weren’t going on a long journey – just through the Kyles of Bute and round to Tighnabruaich.
I love looking under this old barnacle and seaweed strewn pier as it brings back memories of many hours spent playing under the pier at Whiting Bay. Whiting Bay (on Arran) in those days didn’t have a million or so pounds worth of yachts anchored around.
It wasn’t really a meal time when we were on board so we had to forego our usual fish and chip tea but a spell watching, hearing and smelling the engine was compulsory.
I can still feel my father’s arms around me as he would hold me up to see the engine – comforting and scary at the same time.
It was a great afternoon out but with the usual tinge of sadness that it will be mid October before we see the iconic shape of the Waverley come sweeping into Rothesay Bay again. She is off down south now. We have a bonus this year as I understand that the Waverley’s sister ship, the Balmoral, will be visiting us in September (23rd – 26th September). It must be autumn.