It really was that colour :-)

This is going to be a lightning quick effort I’m afraid peeps, 19:40, we’ve just berthed at Tarbert on Harris and my eyes are killing me Another total peach of a day here in the Minch with no sign of it coming to an end if this goes on much longer we’ll be short of water perhaps not for drinking but certainly for powering the house. With precious little wind ‘to boot’, it looks like Cyril could be required shortly Cyril being my Lister SR2 6kW generator who’s never started ‘in anger’ since the autumn of last year. In fact, apart from the odd ‘test run’ I don’t think he’s started since September.

Anyway the day got off to a spectacular start around 7:00am when I noticed the sky through one of the TV screens in the engine control room. If it weren’t for these I really wouldn’t have a clue what was going on in the outside world. I’d already been down there for an hour assisting with the ‘start up’ when my eyes were drawn to the blood red sky astern. Not being strictly required for the continuing ‘pre flight checks’ I hot footed it up several flights of stairs to deck 4 for a nosy.

 

It really has not been ‘photo shopped’ or taken on the ‘creative setting’

Skye, some fifteen miles or more away lay under a crimson sky that should, according to the saying heralded a ‘sailors warning’ or was it a happy shepherd I can never remember.

  

Sadly it was over all too quickly

 

and I returned once more to the bowels of the ship.

 

My working day involved a little more ‘purifying’ a lot of sweeping and mopping several good meals a lot of running up and down stairs in a bid to work off some of my ‘middle aged spread’. Of course it would help if I just ate a little less but it’s so difficult to resist all the temptations laid out in the mess room. Today’s lunch was some baked salmon, potato wedges and salad, which of course came only four hours after a huge fry up and dinner at 17:00 was beef olives, mash, peas, spring rolls and cabbage. By the time I get on the Hallaig I’m going to be huge

Coming out of Uig at 14:00 I went up to deck 5 to watch one of the FRC’s (fast rescue craft) being launched.

 

It sure is a long way down to the sea

Me, I was quite happy to be on the deck

After another few hours ‘down below’ I poked my head up once more as we left Lochmaddy just before dinner time, now there’s a funny coincidence

 

As we left, the trawler Rival II was just arriving

as was this catamaran called Harmony, I think.

Now this may, or may not be Trodday, I really must get a chart

This will be ‘The daily pothole’, seven for the price of one taken on Raasay just before the good weather and probably even deeper by now.

 

 

Back to Kishorn

Kindly forwarded to me by Kenny Millar, that’ll be him in the lifebelt I’ll also put them on this https://lifeattheendoftheroad.wordpress.com/2008/04/02/back-to-kishorn/ from 2008 as it seems to get allot of ‘bear traffic’

Cheers Kenny.