Life at the end of the road

April 16, 2009

Highs and lows

Filed under: daily doings, pigs — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 9:38 pm

Yet another topper of a day here on Raasay, though I spent most of it unintentionally on Skye, however we’ll get around to that later. I had a really good feeling about the day which started sometime yesterday afternoon when Joanne from http://www.highlandmotors.co.uk/ of Borve phoned to say that there had been an ‘Easter miracle’ !! actually what she had said was that wifey’s car had mysteriously fixed itself and had been starting for almost a week but they were frightened of phoning me in case it broke down again! For those not familiar with wifey’s Daihatsu YRV 4×4, it’s been pushed, dragged, towed and uplifted further than it’s been driven the last 4 months and any hope of getting it repaired locally had become like a quest for the Holy grail, very unlikely to succeed but a great story if you’ve got the time. The need to go and get feed from Portree had meant that we could pick it up whilst over on Skye thus saving precious time in the good weather. As we were going over in the Land Rover I phoned up a couple of customers to see if they wanted me to deliver their piglets, one did, so I arranged to meet him at Harbro the local feed merchant. Unusually it was for just 1 large gilt ( girlie pig ), pigs are gregarious creatures and need company, preferably porcine but at least other animals, children or people. Ginger our boar gets depressed if left on his own, at times refusing to eat and becoming lethargic so I was a wee bit wary of parting with just one.

Miss Piggy

Miss Piggy

However I did have one exceptionally large gilt that was hogging the trough and so slowing the finishing of three smaller piglets so when they told me they’d a Rottweiler to keep it company and it would be joined by another piglet in two weeks I agreed to let them have her thus increasing the bank balance, reducing the mouths to be fed and saving someone at least another journey. So I awoke earlier than usual this morning and full of enthusiasm feeding all the pigs except the 8 ( soon to be 7 ) on the hill. Leaving them a little longer would make them easier to catch whilst eating, it would also let wifey catch a few more zeds 🙂 Which is when my day started to go a little pear shaped, armed with the transport crate in the quad trailer we went to face the hungry beasts, took the crate out of the trailer and put it down on the ground next to the franticly feeding gilt, the swineherd opened the lid and I grabbed the piglet by one rear and one front leg, she was not amused and set off down the road after I lost my grip of her fore leg. This piglet was much bigger and heavier than I’d estimated and she was dragging me on my knees down our gravel drive, at least she was until the swineherd threw some more food down infront of her, despite having an 11 stone person hanging onto her leg she stopped for a snack! Swineherd then tipped the crate on it’s side, put some food inside it and we manged to get her in with only minor injuries ( to me ) The day was starting to look better again as we headed for the 8:55 ferry. Once in Portree we loaded up the old girl with fencing wood on the roof and 30 bags of feed in the rear and awaited Miss Piggies new owner who arrived in a rather large Volvo and whilst the boot was big enough to hold a rave the doors and lid were too small to get the crate in 😦

Being nosey!

Being nosey!

A change of plan was called for so wifey and I set off to collect her car from Borve so we could deliver miss Piggy in that

a very economical car!

a very economical car!

21 miles is as far as we got! Fortunately the sun was shinning, the phone was working, the pig was happy and we only had to wait 40 mins for the AA or at least Ewan Macrae (WEG) Portree their representatives on Skye. Luckily we managed to arrange alternative transport for Miss Piggy and even made it back to Raasay on the 15:00 ferry.

The ‘bin bag fairy season’

I was going to mention her yesterday in my post about ‘Other peoples rubbish’ but ran out of time and energy the ‘bin bag fairy season’ starts at Easter and runs through until the October hoildays. It’s when the tourists (God bless them) leave their crap at the end of the road in black bin bags for the ‘bin bag fairy’, I dunno why they do this because they  don’t leave them out in the towns for the dogs and foxes so why they should leave them out here is a bit of a mystery especially with all the pig signs about. Anyway yours truly did a little cleaning up ‘at the end of the road’ yesterday as the ‘bin bag fairy’ was on holiday, no big deal. What was a big deal today though was the dying ewe ‘in lamb’ lying in a ditch at the side of the road with her eyes pecked out by the crows, by the time I’d driven home for my gun and returned she was dead. Running down a sheep is no crime if your not driving like a prick, shit happens and sheep are not the brightest of creatures, however leaving one dying in a ditch is inhuman so please tell someone if you do! Anyway after the dead sheep incident we fed everyone, unloaded the feed and wood, hitched up the trailer and headed back south To Inverarish to pick up our biy after football practice.

The sun goes down once more

The sun goes down once more

As usual getting a little distracted along the way but managing to stop and do a little illicit quarrying on the way back for my road

Aint nature wonderfull

Aint nature wonderfull

Stopping briefly to take a picture of this birch tree growing out of solid rock, not only that but due to it’s south facing aspect it’s always one of the first to bear leaves and it never ceases to amaze me.
chain gang

chain gang

And when finally home the piglets helped me unload the trailer!

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