Another mainly fine day on the Minch with plenty of showers but few of them landing on the ship.
This was the exit from Lochmaddy during the late afternoon but just about sums up the day, a few hundred yards making all the difference between being dry or needing oilskins.
A shower chasing us across from the Sound of Harris that just couldn’t match our speed.
Unusually I never slept very well last night but the reason for that will have to remain a secret until I write the book, this will be the one that everyone keeps asking me to write. Having already had a request from a well known publishing house and a friend in the trade then I suppose I should, but it will most certainly have to wait until I retire and ‘put my feet up’
Anyway, it was a beautiful start to the day with a cup of tea and all of deck 6 to myself, I do love the vast expanse of this open deck and the fact that the public aren’t allowed up here.
I wasn’t the only one ‘up with the larks’ Loch Duart salmon’s two landing craft Lady Heather and the much larger Lady Catherine were getting ready for action at just after 7:00.
The pile of fish bins on the car park indicating that some harvesting was afoot.
Not so busy on the car front today but a good smattering of commercials with cargoes of all descriptions, bitumen in an insulated tanker. Unlike Highland Regional Council the Western Isles Council actually maintain their roads. There was the usual trailer load of scrap vehicles, something that would have been unheard of ten years ago. The high price of scrap has seen everything of metal stolen from electric cables to brass memorials, but one good thing is, it’s clearing of the resident rusting heaps off the crofts, something that has blighted the islands for decades.
The strangest load of the day award going to FJ 56 KCU, Barclay of Inverness’s Volvo towing an empty water tanker to North Uist and bringing another empty one back.
Out at sea there was the Cygnus ‘Cyfish’ prawn creeler Lauren Karine, with half of her transom cutaway on the starboard side she’s obviously rigged for single handed operation.
Just around the corner was one of the Ronja ‘well boats’,
the Pioneer at a guess.
Well to the north steaming down the east side of Lewis was this heavily laden bulk carrier, no idea of her name though.
During the late afternoon, once everything had dried out and the ship was sailing in the right direction I got on with some painting, it is after all ‘on my list’.
The ‘list’ in my ‘training record book’ that is, this is the book that contains all the essential tasks I must complete before being ‘qualified’ Obviously painting on the Heb must be different to that on the Striven
Hardly what I’d describe as a ‘task’ though, it may have not been very warm and a touch draughty but the views were spectacular and I really enjoy a spot of painting on deck
Also crossing the Minch just astern of us on the last sailing to Uig was that fine landing craft the Lady Catherine, like her smaller sister, built at Noble’s in Girvan. A yard that have built a fine reputation over the years for building and repairing wooden boats but now seem to specialize in these sturdy workboats for fish farms. They don’t seem to have a website but here’s a list of the many boats they’ve built over the years http://www.sol.co.uk/i/iangwhittaker/boatyards/Nobles_Girvan.htm . Lady Catherine was cruising along at I guess about 12 knots with her deck full of the freshly harvested salmon heading for these two Volvo’s sat on Uig pier.
The one on the left SY 54 AZW belonging to Ross Sutherland of Dingwall and a regular visitor to Raasay during the harbour construction.
Sure enough, just as we were departing Uig, Lady Catherine arrived with 50 tubs of fish on her deck.
She wasn’t the only one, as this aluminium catamaran, Shelagh Jane came in ahead of her, a different approach to the same kind of boat. Built by Alnmaritech from Blyth in Northumberland http://www.alnmaritec.co.uk/news/newsletter11.html she comes from the same stable as the workboat we had on Scalpay.
Just for DrG
That was it really, we did the last run back to Harris, tied up for the night and I went out for a walk just to take some pictures for my mate in Texas
Though he’s probably sick of boat pictures
So here it is, Tarbert, its car park and yet another picture of a boat
Rock beautiful rock
Now this place really does belong in a frontier town,
I bet it’s full of really useful stuff like, methylated spirit, Stockholm tar, Tilley lamp spares, proper galvanized nails, caustic soda and real creosote. There’s even a pair of hand sheep clippers in the window and you can probably still buy stuff in pounds and ounces This is my kind of shop, when I first moved to Raasay you could still get that sort of stuff in the ‘Finlay’s’