well, it’s been a while I know but I’ve been without t’internet for a while and to be honest I’ve not missed it!!! OK, I have missed it just a little but that was only for doing stuff I could have done had I still got a phone book Well, that and the fact that you can’t accept pigs onto your croft without it. Still the wee pigs were not worried whether they’d been ‘checked in’, they were quite happy in the hen shed
The hens were pretty curious right enough, but more of that later.
So, it’s Thursday night here and we’ve a beast of a stag here bellowing away not far from the house. I say bellowing but he’s not quite there yet, I’ve been watching him for a few days trying to, but this is the first time he’s managed to get a note out. Dunno how it works with them once the testosterone starts to rise, but the stags start practicing before any noise actually comes out and this chap was going through the motions yesterday. He lowers his head, stretches his neck and opens his mouth but no sound comes out.
He was on the skyline on Wednesday with a harem of around six hinds, just looking magnificent with his huge spread of antlers as thick as a babies arm. Methinks he came from Rona https://isleofronalog.com/ as the Raasay beasts just don’t have antlers so thick. Not because the Raasay deer are inferior, just that I believe the Rona ones have some ‘Near Eastern European’ bloodline in them. I remember visiting Bill there a few years ago and spotting such a specimen on his table, think he said it had a Romanian relation in its family tree. Anyway, one thing for sure, a stag turned up at Brochel a few years ago to take a German bullet and was found to have been from Rona, it too had the distinctive antlers.
The sun shines on the righteous
Three weeks into September now and it’s been a right mixed bag of weather, as you’d expect around the equinox. Storms last week saw us miss a few sailings and we’ve had no end of rainbows.
Here will be one ‘pot of gold’ landing firmly on the Jehovah’s Witness Kingdom Hall in Sconser. Now there’s divine intervention if ever I saw it
Plenty been going on at Borrodale house and the new Raasay distillery with much related commercial vehicle traffic, this being one of Ewan Bowman’s skip lorries http://bowmanskiphire.co.uk/ A Scania from Duisky where else.
All the modern carp added in the early eighties like the annexe and bar is pretty much away now.
In place of the hideous carbuncle that was the thirteen bedrooms is a levelled area for the distillery proper and this lovely retaining wall made from Gabion baskets.
There has also been much concrete poured by Eyre Plant’s batching lorry who’s 44tons has regularly graced the Hallaig’s deck of late.
Faith, Hope and Charity, the three Evance wind turbines at the water treatment plant looked lovely one morning on the way to work at 6:30.
They looked even better on the way back 13 hours later under a full moon but the picture doesn’t do it justice
This will be the ‘Wild Women’ who are now regular customers aboard Hallaig https://wildwomenexpeditions.com/trips/scotland/ dunno about ‘wild’ but they certainly seem like a happy bunch
Sunday morning ahead of half a gale of wind saw this nice Hardy motor sailor moored in Tarbert and a Cheetah catamaran fishing for wrasse at Holoman.
Start em young
On Monday, after all the permission’s, risk assessments and inductions had been completed we welcomed our latest new recruit.
Raasay’s P7 potential crewman Ethan spent the morning aboard Hallaig going through all the various disciplines. First a spot of driving with the master and ‘second driver’,
then a spell in the engine room with ‘yours truly’.
After which, it was a spell with the ‘deckies’ doing soundings and then some ticket collecting. Methinks he’ll make a fine ‘motorman’, best job in the fleet
Pigs at last
The ‘shift’ finished on Tuesday afternoon and by Wednesday afternoon I’d managed to acquire a couple of fine piglets from Husabost near Dunvegan.
No names yet and for now they’re in the hen shed
but they’re a pair of lovely gilts