Life at the end of the road

August 9, 2020

Changing by the day

Filed under: animals, Avon Searider, daily doings, life off grid, New hybrid ferry — Tags: , , , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 8:54 pm

Well, it’s been a true peach of a day here, indeed pretty much perfect by my standards, warm in the high teens and none of that 30 degree plus  nonsense the south east was experiencing recently. A nice cool gentle breeze to keep the midge at bay and to top it all, it’s Sunday Smile so I can get a lie in bed Smile Not that I do, I arise at the same time most days with or without an alarm and for me at least, it’s the best part of the day.

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The days being noticeably shorter recently, last night I was driving home in the twilight for the first time since ‘Lockdown’ and this morning 5:30AM had definitely lost some of it’s clear sky glow. By 6:00 the Old Man was glowing red right enough and some future meals had come to visit Smile

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That large freezer of mine looking decidedly empty and beckoning Smile Though it’ll be a while yet before the pigs are big enough to go into venison sausages so Bambi and the young stag have no fear just yet Smile

I love my Sunday morning potter about the croft when I’m working, it’s often the only chance I have to get odd little jobs done and I’m rarely at work as early as normal despite gaining 2 hours and 5 minutes on a regular day. Today however I left early just to soak up the day on a ‘snails pace’ commute to the Hallaig. An aerial commotion of small birds at Glame making me think of migration time. However the squadron of meadow pipits had taken to the air to avoid a nearby sparrow hawk that was looking for an early meal, as far as I could tell, it was disappointed.

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Balachuirn from Balmeanach and Portree Bay in the distance.


Many people mourn the loss of Raasay’s tree plantations, me, I friggin hated the regimented and oppressive non native species that blocked out the light and choked our own hardy deciduous trees and native flowers. This will be the Home Loch, hidden from view for decades by the boodly larch and spruce. Sure it looked like a war zone for a couple of years but now the natives are returning along with naturally seeded conifers, their randomness making them significantly easier on the eye. A popular spot for kayaking it was dark and midge heaven when the trees were there, looks a boodly sight better now if you ask me Smile

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Twas a busy old day on the good ship Hallaig, the pursers painting and me grinding away merrily on a kerb I’ve been tripping over for five years, it managing to extract some revenge by throwing a large chisel at me ankle Sad smile

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The ‘Big breakfast’ easing the pain and swelling till I got home this evening whereupon I hit it with the aloe vera plant and some cortisone cream, me being clean out of arnica which cures just about every kind of bump, bruise and graze known to man.

I guess that was pretty much it for the day so I’ll leave you with some July ‘Lockdown’ images.


A young robin that lived in the hen hoose for a while.


Some of the many rainbows



and purple bloom that seemed to characterise July. Wild rose, foxglove, heather,mountain thyme and a selection from my hedge and garden.


A few chanterelles and Ross and I’s main ‘Lockdown’ project, 2kW solar off grid install at Torran.

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July mornings and more boodly red deer Smile


Out for lunch and Sonas from the sea.


So, goodnight Sonas, Manish Point, Loch Arnish and the Storr, it be 21:58 and my bedtime Smile

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