Almost 22:00 and that’s me just woke up, well about an hour ago really but I’m showered now, have had a sandwich and just spoken to my boy. The hen lady having disturbed my unscheduled slumber around 20:45 with the news that he’s back, our son that is. OK, not actually back on Raasay, but a mere 200 miles away in Barrhead after just returning from China with the school!!!!! China, we went to Blackpool, though I could have gone to France if I’d wanted, how exciting is that Mind you when I was at school China was still halfway through the cultural revolution http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cultural_Revolution so hardly on the list of ‘approved places’ for school trips.
Can’t wait for him to get back home proper, see his pictures and borrow some money off him, he brought £100 back!!!!! How on earth does a fourteen year old go halfway around the world and come back home with a hundred quid?? our son is certainly exceptional
Anyways, whilst he was enjoying proper Chinese food, seeing the ‘Great Wall’ and sweltering in temperatures that at times hit 50 degrees I was starting my working week with a rainbow
The first of July getting off to a promising start as I trundled south down ‘Calum’s road’ to catch the 7:55 ferry.
Though the word ‘down’ doesn’t actually spring to mind whilst labouring up the near 25% incline out of Tarbert, who’s name escapes me right now but has something to do with a house and loch. The ‘pot of gold’ however is definitely on the ‘Hill of the Hind, and I really must start a section on this blog for Raasay ‘north end’ place names before they all become distant memories. The names of every rock, hill, islet, burn, well, bay and ruin at the north end of Raasay are now only known by a handful of people so it would be good to have them written down somewhere accessible.
This will be the fish farm supply boat Fame heading north through the Raasay Narrows at around 7:30 heading for the Portree fish farm.
An hour or so later I was back aboard the MV Hebrides, though only for a trip to North Uist and back as I had an ‘eye appointment’ in Portree at 15:00. Just as well for it enabled me to go to Dunvagen for more ammunition for the friggin pigeons that are costing the wife a fortune in hen feed and me in shotgun cartridges. I kid you not, I think every pigeon from the Portree Square has moved to Arnish and they seem to be exceptionally dim creatures. I shoot one crow and that’s me seen the back of the ‘hoodies’ for a couple of weeks at least. I blast two of the flying rats out of the sky at 6:30 as they struggle to fly off, stuffed as they are with hen feed and there’s half a dozen more take their place an hour later. I really have lost count of how many I’ve exterminated but I have gone through 75 rounds of ‘number 5’s’ in two weeks, which is almost £24. More in fact than the food they could have eaten, however, if left unchecked there would be hundreds more appear followed by sea gulls and then crows
Moored just out from ‘Highland Ordnance’ in the shelter of the upper reaches of Loch Dunvegan was this rather splendid RIB ‘Integrity’ belonging to http://www.redbayboats.com/index.php/Charter-Bareboat-RIB-Charter-11/ of Craobh Haven near Oban. Powered by two 285HP diesels she’s supposed to be running day trips to St Kilda from Skye, a 230 mile round journey from Dunvegan !!!!!!
Twin Yamaha 285hp inboard engines
· Comfortable cabin seating for 10
· Sleeping accommodation for 4
· Toilet and shower compartment
· Galley including stove, microwave, sink and h/c water
· 240v power
· Garmin’s flagship 7015 GPS/ Chartplotter / AIS transponder
· Garmin Autopilot
· ipod sound system
· Dinghy with outboard (on request)
A little different to this journey http://ssa.nls.uk/film.cfm?fid=0418 much of which is filmed on the SS Hebrides who’s namesake I’m now on board and who’s bell resides in the observation lounge.
After my trip to the opticians it was back to Uig to re join the ‘Heb’
who was just doing one of her ‘handbrake turns’ at the hands of her master on the starboard bridge wing.
Looks like Murdo, Alistair and Kenny up forward too
Today, Tuesday was exceptional in it’s miserableness, and yes there really is such a word. Yes Tuesday the second of July was pretty grim with work confined to cleaning the car deck, mopping stairs, and of course lashing down HGV’s due to the strong southerly wind and its accompanying swell. Not really a great deal more I can, or will say about today, for it’s well after 23:00 and my bed time, so I’ll leave you with Thunderbird 4
Well that’s what this ‘road assessment vehicle’ reminded me of, you’ve gotta laugh really, ‘road assessment vehicle’, don’t the council know that we all drive or ride those and don’t need a gazillion pound laser and satellite guided, computer controlled Transit van to tell us that the roads are needing repaired!!! I’m not joking, they’ve even sent one of these over to Raasay, for heavens sake you could repair a mile of road for what something like this costs to hire. You can always tell the council are being ripped off when the vehicles they hire have personal registrations