Life at the end of the road

March 12, 2008

Moving a mountain and some joined up thinking

Filed under: daily doings, harbour — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 9:04 pm

Whilst the rest of the country was according to the media being battered by yet another ‘most violent storm of the winter’ it was a nice cold day here with just the odd shower. Being Wednesday it was back to the ‘Loch Striven’ for another week ‘before the mast’ this time it was a boat mast and not a wind turbine one. Anyway I was quite looking forward to the week as there was lots going on down at the south end and anyway I needed a rest from the rigours of the croft!

The mountain

This is what came out of

the mountain

This hole for the hall, Raasay village hall that is

the hole

And now the village hall is nearing completion but does not have much of a view due to the 20 000 tons of rock in front of it’s front windows (feel free to correct me on the quantity as said before I’ve a memory like a hen). So someone came up with the brilliant idea of using it down on the new harbour site. Now most people would think that pretty obvious but you would not believe the amount of rock that’s been brought onto the Island since that pile was finished a year ago. So now it’s being taken lorry load at a time to the new harbour site for ‘Grumpy digger driver’ to widen the slip and make hard standing.

grumpy dd

He’s getting pretty intimate with this rock because it was him that dug the hole in the first place and despite being camera shy he’s doing a good job (even though you can’t see it cos the tides in!)

clachan slip

A princess passes by some very unjoined up thinking

It must be getting near to spring and the cruising season as the ‘Hebridean Princess’ passed by today. The former Caledonian MacBrayne ferry is a regular visit and I caught it just as she passed the Eyre light. This monstrosity of metal and plastic replaced the lovely 19th century stone built lighthouse that had stood here for years.

heb Princess @ eyre

Now I’m not against progress and if this does the job better and cheaper then fine but why knock the old one down? Well perhaps they had no room or it was in the way, well fair enough but why knock it down then fly all the rubble out by helicopter!!!!! I don’t know how much a lighthouse weighs but I’m sure it took allot of helicopter trips and there’s plenty of bogs on Raasay that could have lost it or it could have gone into one of the many house, shed or road foundations.

The world has gone mad!

A wall to die for

Whilst on the subject of rock and rubble I dashed up to the cemetry to see how the wall was coming on and was well impressed, Sandy (who I called Jock in my last post) had his son Duncan helping and the real Jock was there too. Duncan’s on holiday from his real job as a fireman in Glasgow though I think he cut his first teeth on a drystone wall!

The fencers

Being as I’ve a lousy memory don’t take this for gospel but that’s Jock on the left with his son Iain (of I Macleod fencing on the van) then Duncan and his dad Sandy who said last time I met him “40 years and we’ve (him and Jock) still not got our names on the van”. I nearly wet myself laughing. When I die I’ll happily lay to rest behind their wall.

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