Life at the end of the road

January 4, 2013

The pressure is on :-(

Filed under: daily doings, Trucks and plant, weather — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 8:44 pm

I can feel the fortnights holiday slipping by fast and still there’s mountains to be done Sad smile It’s all Lachie, my builders fault for loaning me his three ton digger and six ton dumper Smile Had I not been distracted by, what I can only describe as the best Christmas present I’ve ever had I would have got much more done. As in much more of the things done that really needed doing, like cutting mountains more bedding and wood, like repairing and re routing a fence, like making a new door for the generator shed on the back of the barn. I may even have got around to finishing the shed, painting it and taking Harry the Lister HR2 up there so that it could be used during house construction. Making a lid for my water settling tank and filling it with a ‘slow sand filter’ was on the ‘to do’ list as was ‘hen proofing’ the garden and moving loads of unsightly carp away from my workshop.

Still, I did get some wood  and bedding cut, and there are another two days left before I return to the MV Finlaggan so who knows Smile 

Today, for the first time in a long while I was up at 6:30 and made a start before daybreak feeding the pigs and collecting the early eggs.



This hen being in the middle of moulting will not be laying just now, apparently they go ‘off the lay’ and don’t feel too good, well who can blame them. She certainly never wanders far from the hen house, unlike the others that go the full 300 yards. I dunno where I read that or who told me that hens never go further than 300 yards from their house but I’d say they weren’t far off. There is a most definite line they never seem to cross, half way down the drive, half way across a certain field and never onto the croft opposite, I just wish they’d keep out of the garden Smile Anyway her new feathers are already showing though and boy is she hot, I suppose they’re always hot but you don’t normally feel it through the feathers. I picked her up to get a good look at her and was surprised by the heat, wasn’t too surprised that she couldn’t fly very well right enough Smile Mind you that didn’t stop her trying, which I must say was quite hilarious as she flapped away jumping from the roof of the hen house and falling like a brick amongst a cloud of down Smile 

That done it was back to my yellow Christmas presents Smile  a good greasing and topping up with fuel prior to a days rock shifting.


It really is quite amazing how much you can do in just one day with the right tools Smile



It’s quite a surprise how big a rock you can move with no effort whatsoever Smile I really must get one of these, in fact if I’d bought one of these ten years ago I might not be visiting the ‘acute pain clinic’ again next Thursday Sad smile



The day here at the north end was just peachy, OK, perhaps a little cloudy at times but every now and then it  brightened up whilst showers seemed to plague the Skye shore just three or four miles away. This will be one of the few stretches of ‘Calum’s road’ not festooned with potholes, it’s a fantastic part that photos do not do justice. The deep red gneiss of a summers evening with its black veins of gabbro (or is it basalt) never show up in a picture. It’s quite often at it’s best when viewed from  below looking upwards as water cascades off the overhanging cliff creating mini rainbows but the camera just can’t catch it. The rustling autumn aspen the cling precariously to the cliff never look right in a picture, the bright sky just confusing the camera and leaving a dark featureless tree or a brilliant white sky, you really have to be there on a sunny day after heavy rain.

Me I travel this road daily yet never fail to be staggered by its beauty, just wish that HRC would repair the ‘national treasure’ so other people may do the same.



Well that was my days labour on the road building front, all I have to do now is spread it Smile

As well as that, which I did all on my own, well apart from ‘wee dug’ and the boy, who ‘tracked’ the Komatsu back from Tarbert Smile As well as that I helped wife and child finish sealing the floor of the barn.


This time I took a kettle of hot water with me, PVA really does mix much better when warm Smile We got the whole floor finished and a second coat on about one third of it. I’ve only got 2.5lt left so I’ll see what it looks like tomorrow and perhaps give the rest of it a thin coat. We managed to get two coats on the hard worked areas near the doors so I’m just going to ‘play it by ear’ Smile

So, that was about it really, well, apart from Ellie who escaped and went to visit the hens that is Smile Yours truly had forgotten that he’d dumped a load of rock in front of the gate into Ellie’s field. The gate wouldn’t shut and Ellie, complete with eight piglets went ‘walkabout’ and made a B line for the hens enclosure, of course as she’s just been fed we couldn’t tempt her out with food, so she spent the next couple of hours (in the dark) digging up their field Sad smile No amount of shoving, coaxing with treats or shouting could move her so we just had to wait. Just before my bath I went out to check, and sure enough she was back in her ark. With the rock spread by hand so the gate would shut, I closed it in the pitch black only to hear a wee grunt from far away, one of her piglets had obviously got lost Sad smile After much charging about in the dark with my head torch on I managed to coax ‘wee piggy’ into the field whereupon she found her own way back to mum and I finally closed the gate.

So I’ll just leave you with the weather,



and a gust of 43.4mph


that just proved too much for our washing line (another job on the ‘to do’ list) Sad smile


but just look at the temperature,



we’re lucky to get that in May Smile



  1. Don’t put yourself down paul, looks like you’ve got quite a lot done. Just think, if you didn’t have that yellow present, the road would not be as long as it is..

    Comment by The Peoples Republic of Northumbria — January 4, 2013 @ 10:10 pm

    • Cheers Steve, I feel much better now 🙂

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — January 4, 2013 @ 11:37 pm

  2. Brilliant, good auld Ellie eh.

    Comment by Stevie — January 4, 2013 @ 10:16 pm

    • Aye Stevie, that Ellie is some fine mum, the only way I could get her to move was to pick up one of her wains and carry it. The wee piglet screamed ‘blue murder’ and Ellie was on me like a ‘ton of bricks’ so I dropped the piglet and ran 🙂

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — January 4, 2013 @ 11:36 pm

  3. Chickens have a body temp about 9 deg Fahrenheit above ours. So about 107. F
    Great blog 🙂

    Comment by Tom — January 5, 2013 @ 1:40 am

    • Cheers for that Tom, they certainly give off plenty of heat with no feathers on that’s for sure, poor thing looks really miserable 😦

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — January 5, 2013 @ 8:25 am

  4. A perhaps daft question, But why pva and not floor paint?

    Comment by v8mbo — January 5, 2013 @ 8:39 am

    • Morning Robin, A perhaps daft question, But why pva and not floor paint? Probably wise to seal the floor first with PVA anyway prior to painting, but the truth is I’m skint 😦 and I already had the PVA 🙂

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — January 5, 2013 @ 9:06 am

      • Good moring Paul,

        Happy New Year, and all that.

        I understand that the use of diluted PVA spread onto a new concrete floor somehow manages to seep into the top surface more than paint, and will most certainly stop dust coming off said floor.

        Best wishes.

        Comment by Richard. — January 5, 2013 @ 11:24 am

  5. If you rigged floodlights on Lachey’s digger, you could work straight through the next 48 hours of your “vacation” (except for the occasional break to walk Molly). I’m glad you have to give the machine back, or else you might remove the mountains to build a new peninsula at your new abode!

    Comment by drgeo — January 5, 2013 @ 3:38 pm

  6. Don’t get stuck to your new floor 🙂 Happy digging.

    Comment by Andy — January 5, 2013 @ 6:22 pm

    • The ” Isle of Tiree ” was lying in Lyness for years with a hole cut in its side to stop it floating away! i have had a good climb all over her, i think she was scrapped / sunk about two years ago, i had a lot of pics but they are at home and i am offshore : (

      Comment by v8mboin — January 7, 2013 @ 8:23 pm

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