Well I got off to a fine start today with a bowl of muesli Actually that’s a lie, I endured the smell of grilled bacon whilst my stomach churned longingly for the ‘unhealthy option’ that I’ve been ‘suffering’ for months I really do need to loose a couple more inches around the belly, but it’s not easy with my cabin being right outside the mess room. There’s always a healthy option available on the good ship Finlaggan but I just don’t have the will power, or more correctly the exercise.
Having said that, my compatriot from Raasay and I have been charging up and down stairs and ladders all day checking the emergency lighting. Though the day started off with me fabricating an adjustable bit of wood (don’t ask) then assisting with a boiler service,
though it’s a little larger than what I’m used to
The oil pumps on this are almost as big as the Loch Striven’s boiler I have no idea how many kilowatts it is but the pre heater for the fuel supply was 13kW !!!! Having said that, the Finlaggan has a ‘heat recovery’ system that uses exhaust heat from the engines to heat water and central heating too.
Our complete tour of the ship checking the emergency lighting had us out in the fresh air so I managed to catch sight of a school of porpoises and a ship.
Sadly I only got a picture of the empty tanker ‘Navion Hispania’ as we left Uig in the afternoon and not the cetaceans
Though I’m a little puzzled by her route,
it was almost as if she’d decided to call into Stornoway for a ‘carry out’ then changed her mind
It was during one of my visits to the control room that I spotted a familiar caravan on one of the TV monitors, a little later I spotted this blurry but recognisable image in the ‘Quiet lounge’
It was a compadre from the small ferry fleet ‘The man from Gourock’
I should have stolen his shoes Not that you’d ever catch me sleeping during the day
I know, I know, it’s a pretty lame effort but it’s been a twelve hour day and I’m whacked, not only that but I’m fancying a ham roll So I’ll just leave you with ‘The daily pothole’, this being a relatively minor affair just north of Brochel.
Celebrated in song, book and theatre worldwide is ‘Calum’s road’ yet the council can’t even maintain it or any of the other roads on Raasay
This is just a ‘snapshot’ of a couple of hundred meters of road at Brochel.