Life at the end of the road

August 31, 2020

He’s gone!!!!!

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 8:12 pm

A bonny, bonny Monday behind me and just about to settle down on my first meal alone in a long while, a baked aubergine and courgette affair  with some passed their ‘use before’ date fish cakes I picked up on Friday night. I was passing the Co op in too much pain to carry more than two pots of yoghurt and 4lts of milk and grabbed them on the way to the till along with a frozen pizza. Not my normal fare but Ross was gonna be out all night and I wouldn’t be in until 20:00, too tired and sore to be cooking. The pizza I demolished when I got home with a tomato salad, the fish cakes have been sat in my fridge since, their orange ‘sale’ label conveniently hiding both ‘use by’ and ingredients labels. The ‘use by’ date thing has never bothered my septic tank like stomach, if the packet isn’t ‘blown’ and if it don’t smell and you cook it hot enough it’s fine. Well, it is for me and I’ve only ever poisoned myself once or twice and never seriously Smile As for the ingredients I didn’t want to know, the ‘large print’ said sweet potato and chili fish cake, the small print probably said basa fish from the Mekong Delta and I’ve already had the misfortune of Googling that after eating one Smile Anyway, it actually pretty good with the baked veg which was just sliced and brushed with olive oil and salt.

This weekend I gained a Land Rover and lost a son Sad smile my ‘boy’ whom I’d shared a most enjoyable ‘Lockdown’ with departing on Sunday morning in the Subaru.

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The car being needed as he’d an advanced diving course booked for next weekend and scuba diving not being very conducive with public transport. Normally a car in Edinburgh being a complete PITA and parking ticket magnet. His flat is only ten minutes walk from the city centre, twenty minutes from uni and almost next door to a Lidl, what more do you need Smile 

To console ourselves his mum and I went for a good walk out of Inverarish with the dugs.

Starting off at the ‘Emigrants Trail’

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which is looking decidedly greener than last I saw it, having gained some pampas grass amongst other things Smile

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The Inverarish burn sporting some wee brown trout Smile

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The ‘Burma Road’ a few large healthy chanterelles. We branched off at the remains of one of the iron ore mine viaducts with the intention of following the line of the narrow gauge railway to the old pier. The walk up towards the embankment providing a pure assault on the senses with the late summer fragrance of heather reminiscent of the late Johnny Ferguson’s honey, their diet being almost exclusively the purple blossom.

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Here is what appears to be a junction in the railway line between mine 1 and mine 2?

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A building that I guess housed some of the hauling gear.

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Hallaig passes the Penfold rock buoy on her way home.

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Another one of the hauler houses above the old Iron ore pier.

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Remains of the five kiln bases and the gantry supports for the railway. The kilns were removed during WWII and at least three of them were in use at Lingdale in Cleveland https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lingdale until 1969.

 

This line drawing of the Calcining Kilns and materials hoist at Lingdale mine gives a true impression of their size. Eric Johnson informs the Archive: ”This drawing of the calcining kilns and materials hoist, shows the three kilns which were originally on the island of RAASAY in the Inner Hebrides; dismantled in about 1943, each part carefully numbered and loaded into ships. One local man John MacLeod was killed in the hold when the sling broke. The kilns were taken to Lingdale and re-erected shortly afterwards.” Image courtesy of Joan Webster and thanks to Eric Johnson for the update.

http://www.image-archive.org.uk/?cat=11&paged=35

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The old engineering workshop and ore hopper just behind the pier.

Iron ore

http://geoscenic.bgs.ac.uk/asset-bank/action/viewAsset?id=1343&index=4&total=16&view=viewSearchItem

Out for dinner

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A wander along the road back to town concluded the walk and wee dug and I headed home whereupon I went out without Molly but with one of her (clean and unscented) pooh bags to collect part of dinner Smile Molly was pure wrecked after the earlier trek and I could find a mesh bag. You should always use a mesh bag or basket for collecting ‘shrooms to spread the pores Winking smile

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I managed a good bag of chanterelles and one nice cep ‘the girls’ catching half a dozen fresh mackerel.

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Grilled mackerel with a tomato sauce and eggs,  fresh figs for desert, don’t think I’ve ever had a fresh fig before Smile Boodly awesome and I wobbled back home around 22:00 Smile

August 29, 2020

The new normal?

Filed under: daily doings, Land Rover — Tags: , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 10:56 am

Ten o clock in the morning, it’s the makings of a fine day outside and I’m only an hour out of my bed!! Not only that but it was probably 8:00am before I actually awoke. Nay big deal for a Saturday morning for many I’m sure but unheard of for me, I do not even posses an alarm clock! Sure I set my phone for 5:45 every working day but it’s only for ‘peace of mind’, I seldom need it. This broken rib carry on has meant that just about the only painless things I can do is take gentle walks, sit at the keyboard or do paperwork. My morning exercises reduced to brushing my teeth and tying my shoelaces with difficulty after taking a bucket load of painkillers and rubbing all manner of stuff on my chest.

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I’ve just found me an extended shoe horn so perhaps I’ll cut down the shoelace tying to once a day Smile Need to modify that litter picker for collecting mushrooms too. I’ve a feeling my normally tidy house is gonna be pristine by the time the rib heals and I’m actually looking forward to doing my VAT return. Who knows, I may even turn on the TV, I do actually posses one and license though I cannot actually remember the last time I actually watched anything that wasn’t via my laptop. Having seen the pure mince on American, Italian and Maltese TV I’m actually a great fan of ‘Public Service Broadcasting’ both the band

and the BBC. Getting slated by both the political left and right in equal measure they must be doing something right hey Smile As for the band they do an awesome and unique take on old propaganda and news reel films. The race for space, Everest, The night mail and London can take it to name a few. Seen them live and they’ve even played on Skye. Well worth a look if you eve get chance.

A lot of work ahead

Taking my resting seriously yesterday, Molly and I went out for a gentle stroll around Arnish.

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This will be Molly taking her resting seriously too

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both before I made the bed and after Smile

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A gentle saunter along the road to the north side of the valley by the old ruins of 1 and 4 South Arnish.

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The unexceptional remains of an old caravan that’s been here some quarter of a century. Once upon a time most car wheel looked like this and were often shod with ‘cross ply’ tyres like this one, a 6.40 x 13 with an ‘aspect ratio’ of 80% meaning the height of the tyre wall was 80% of it’s width. Nowadays 50 or 55% is the norm and 40% not uncommon. It’s nay wonder we see so many cars getting carried away from Raasay with punctures. This, once piece of junk is rapidly becoming an antique Smile

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After that I awaited arrival of reinforcements to remove my Land Rover off the trailer.

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There is much to be done on the ‘Old Girl’ and I guess my priority should be getting the brakes working and engine running. The engine and gearbox being just sat in place and connected to nothing. The foot brake being in need of flexible hoses and bleeding, none of which I’m fit to do right now.

Off the trailer 1 Off the trailer 2 Off the trailer 3

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Well, it’s 11:30 now, time for another gentle meander around Arnish with wee dug methinks

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