Life at the end of the road

November 10, 2021

Back in the groove :-)

Filed under: daily doings, food, life off grid, New hybrid ferry, pigs, weather — Tags: , , , , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 5:36 am

Hmmmm, almost 4:30, fat lot of good setting the alarm for 5:30 did hey, I’ve already been up for an hour,


emptied the fridge, got ready for work and made the first pot of coffee. Not before the daily routine of checking my blood pressure though, that went ‘through the roof’ after COVID jab one. So much so that I was refused my ENG1 medical, started eating less fat, doing more exercise, drinking less coffee and taking pills. That managed to restore it to some kind of normality and I was once more given a two year medical. Only to have it ‘sky rocket’ into the stratosphere  after COVID jab two, where it remained for the best part of a month Sad smile Having said that it was just before the annual dry docking where stress levels are high and I was living on hotel food. Even so my Excel spreadsheet has only been at acceptable levels for around a fortnight.

On shift

As was usual but won’t be for the next fortnight, Bonzo and I went walkabout, deciding that a trip up to the well would be a good option as my ‘tell tale’ overflow wasn’t overflowing Sad smile


The blue pipe comes from the overflow of my fresh water tank 250M up the hill so I can instantly see if my tank is full or frozen without walking up the hill. I buried this old piece of water pipe in the same trench as the supply pipe, a pure stroke of genius on my behalf and a great use for a long piece of 32mm pipe that had been contaminated with diesel.

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So Bonzo and I trudged up the ancient path to investigate the 3000lt storage tank and 1000lt settling tank.

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The storage tank was full but there was no more water going into it and the settling tank was half empty. So off we went to check the well that feeds it which lies at the base of a small cliff nearby.

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No Bonzo, not there, that’s the ruins of an old hen house,


that’s the well with the cover on it you daft dug Smile

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Yup, that’s it and the inlet strainer was blocked with peaty silt which I soon cleared


and had flowing once more. Leaving it to fill whilst we explored the ancient enclosure and wall that once divided the island to the north of Rainey’s Wall.


This one is much older and probably just a boundary wall of some description cos I don’t suppose it was ever capable of maintaining stock but it does however completely dissect  the island right by my house. Starting at the east side of Raasay and running all the way to the small inlet where I keep my boat on its mooring.

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The view looking east and west from the top of the island behind my house.

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After that I went and did an inspection of the croft and ‘three little piggy’s’ as they would be looked after by my neighbours for the next fortnight. Then after packing my bags it was off to Portree for more pig food then joining the good ship Hallaig at 16:15.


Molly and Bonzo getting fed on Sconser car park prior to starting work Smile

Back to sea Smile

Once I’d bade my ‘back to back’ farewell it was in the office onto the ‘puter to catch up with a gazillion emails and ‘management updates’ then a tour of the ship to make sure everything was, well, ‘ship shape’ Smile 


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That new lagging on the generators looking much better than the old stuff which now adorns my Lister Smile

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Well, it was all just how I remembered it but cleaner and shinier Smile Just hope I can remember how it all works Smile well the weather looks no bad Winking smile and that’ll be my alarm clock going off, best get ready for work then.


  1. I’d forgotten how much of a contrast there is between your home life and your working environment…

    Also impressed that hens had houses made of stone! Never knew that was a thing.

    Comment by Matt — November 10, 2021 @ 9:53 am

    • Aye Matt, neither did I, apparently the hens were kept a long way from the croft so they wouldn’t eat the seeds. Apparently they never move more than 3 or 400 yards from their roost.

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — November 10, 2021 @ 5:12 pm

      • Fascinating … I’ve kept the little monsters and looked after them on a farm and they certainly don’t tend to stray far from home (unlike your pigs!) unless you get an uber friendly one that follows you about and gets upset if she can’t go where you go (hay loft or to the shops … true story). I’ve had a quick internet search but didn’t come up with much. Thanks for sharing that one… learn something new every day.

        Comment by Matt — November 10, 2021 @ 7:08 pm

      • Aye Matt, it was Jessie Nicolson of Torran that told my ex wife that little nugget of information and it was certainly true when we kept hens at the old croft, where they had complete free range. Jessie actually said it was 200yds and to be perfectly honest I never ever saw one wander any further. This was before the mink arrived on Raasay when there was no need to keep them penned in.

        Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — November 10, 2021 @ 7:50 pm

      • Ahh it’s a shame the mink found you. It’s not their fault it’s just what they’re born to do but I’ve seen the damage they do and at that point they really are best off as gloves!

        Comment by Matt — November 10, 2021 @ 9:04 pm

  2. Why did you empty the fridge – are you not going back home for the next two weeks ?

    Comment by Caroline — November 10, 2021 @ 10:42 am

    • Hi Caroline, I leave the house before 6:30 and don’t get back in until around 20:00 so do all my eating and showering on the ferry.

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — November 10, 2021 @ 5:08 pm

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