Girvan, Turnberry Lighthouse, and Greenan Castle
South West Scotland 2021: Part Seventeen
21 September 2021
When I awoke I felt a bit more refreshed, but didn’t want to push myself too hard to start, so I took River for a short walk to have a look around and a bit of an explore. Although Girvan was a stopover location, it wasn’t marked as a photographic one, so I wasn’t too sure what else might be here. We were parked right by the beach, so it was a really pleasant start listening to the sounds of the sea! I looked first to see if there was fresh or waste water service points, but couldn’t find anything but another loo disposal. I didn’t need that sadly, so just left it and took River down to the beach. She liked it here (as did I to be fair!) but she still didn’t venture into the water. This pooch loves a river or lake, but hates going into the sea. Fussy or what?! As we walked, I noticed some lovely light on the harbour arm, that also hit two houses way off in the background, so I went back for my camera and decided to try my first photos of the day right here.
River and I walked the length of the concrete bit of harbour, aiming for the lighthouse at the end, but I didn’t find it too pretty and the sun refused to hit it to help any chance of an image. I turned round to face back towards the rocky arm and the view that had first caught my eye. The sun was now only on the two white houses, but I took a number of photos here, waiting for the light – which flatly refused to move back to my subject. Eventually I gave up. The breeze was a little too much and I got cold, so I packed everything away, and started back towards the van. It was a real bonus seeing the view walking from the opposite direction, as I realised that the composition of my scene started looking better, and then as if to prove a point, the sun suddenly hit the arm again! I quickly got everything out and managed to capture a much better image. This not only had the sun on it, but where the framing was much better, I was over the moon! What I’d realised was that by walking back halfway down the concrete arm, the end position of the stone one moved more out in the open compared to it being cluttered and lost in with the rest of the land. Perspective. Not a thing I consider usually. How many other shots might I have missed?! By the time I got back to the van I felt a little chuffed, since this was a location I had stumbled on by accident. What a start to today!
From here I decided to check out Turnberry lighthouse. I knew I wanted this for a sunset shot, but right now it was fairly close so worth checking out for the parking, if nothing else. The parking was easy, and as I walked over to the lighthouse itself, the sky cleared and offered a warm start to the day. Walking in the sunshine felt lovely and calming so I took my time really enjoying myself as I checked out some nice positions for later. To get to this lighthouse, you have to walk through the Turnberry golf course, but River was very good and didn’t venture near the golfers, choosing to sniff the edges of the paths and the rocky outcrops near the beach area instead. Where the weather was so nice, I dropped back to the camper and picked up my camera. River didn’t want to come back out so I left her in there while I ventured back to get a shot of the lighthouse in the sunshine. It looked quite nice, though it definitely would have benefited from some side light to give the building some shading. As it was, my timing, and its position meant you either had it in full light, or total shadow by photographing from the other side into the sun. I knew I was aiming to come back later anyway, so wasn’t too worried.
Once back at the camper, I had a lunch, and headed back to Greenan, just for one last chance, and found myself there at almost the right time for the tides. I was still slightly late, but watching the water recede at such a pace, I realised it would take some fine timing to get it perfect, and quite likely, a need to walk out into the water before it receded too much. I set up nonetheless, with the weather flicking between sun and cloud in just a short time. As soon as the wind dropped, I managed some pretty reflections, which satisfied my hopes for this location a little. Yes, I could think of better conditions, but on my third attempt, I was happy to get this much! I noticed the light hitting the curve in the rock base really nicely, so I took shots from a different angle until I was happy that I had done all that I could today.
With 2 hours to sunset, I headed back to Turnberry, and couldn’t resist taking a simple shot of a golfing green in a burst of sunshine (see header). The green looked incredibly lush against the growing black clouds in the sky. Then I realised that the clouds were building where the sun was going to set, and my sunset hopes were being dashed again. I went straight one spot I had checked out earlier, and set up anyway, grabbing a nice shot of sunbeams over a fisherman. He wasn’t there for long after I took this, and I often wonder if he was as in awe of this light as I was, or whether he was too engaged in his own hobby to even notice.
I hadn’t checked out the tide level so was disappointed to find that the water was totally out when I got back to my final position of the day. However, I was really pleased to notice that the volcanic plug turned island, Ailsa Craig, could be seen really clearly in the background from here. I moved a little left and right, up on a rock, and lower to the ground until I managed to position it nicely in shot… then one thin bit of light hit the lighthouse… I had to shoot right now!
As I was taking the photo I heard River crying a little, over to the side of me. Concerned she was stuck on a rock, I called her over only to notice her acting a little strange. I immediately left my camera and dashed over to her talking calmly, and trying to encourage her down, but I noticed her moving a little oddly. She seemed fixed in place, and on one side, one front leg and one back leg seemed to be doing their own thing. The look in her eyes showed absolute fear. Concerned I gently stroked and reassured her, checking to see if she had hurt herself or was caught on anything. Eventually, after finding nothing obviously wrong, I was terrified she was having some kind of stroke. However, within a minute, whatever was happening passed, and she began moving normally again, acting like nothing had happened. I just brushed it off in the end, keeping her much closer to me so I could keep an eye on her. She carried on as normal after that, and on seeing her happy wagging tail, the worry fell to the back of my mind.
Once it became clear there was not going to be any colour in the sky, I packed up and intended to drive down to Loch Doon ready for my East Ayrshire stint. I hadn’t really wanted to do that drive in the dark, but today felt like a such a success I wanted to leave on a high note. I hadn’t actually plotted anywhere to stop the night, so I began the drive as the last of the light faded, trusting to chance at finding somewhere en route. I stopped a fair bit later when I spotted some motorhomes nestled in among some trees nearer my location. I had no idea where I was, but I was too tired to continue driving safely, and I knew I wasn’t too far from where I hoped to be tomorrow. This seemed like a good enough spot for sure, and once bedded down, I was asleep in minutes!