Life at the end of the road

December 13, 2017

Guerrilla ditching :-)

Filed under: pigs, The daily pothole, Trucks and plant — Tags: — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 8:47 pm

Almost 20:00 and that’s me just in from doing an oil change on Calum, the Kubota KX71-3 digger that’s been doing sterling work this last week or so. A new oil filter Mann W81/80 and 5lts of 10/30 engine oil was what was recommended but I gave him 15/40 same as the Land Rover and dumper, just about everything I own needs a different oil and I’m sick of it. I have containers marked, Subaru, Daihatsu, Honda Quad, Yamaha and that’s not including the various two stroke lubricants for the Tohatsu, chainsaws and Yamaha outboards. I’m sure the wee Kubota won’t mind oil a little thicker, it rarely gets really cold here Smile


Been working him pretty hard this last couple of days shifting some serious rocks to try and repair, or at least arrest the undermining of the old Arnish fish farm slip. Having said that the majority of my loads have just been regular ballast for the chalet site. The ‘Stonehenge’ size boulders being nothing but a hindrance until I found a home for them, my wife won’t let me take any more up to the house Sad smile Shame really cos I just love big rocks.

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This last one was a bit hairy to say the least, it residing in one of the drains at the side of the road near ‘snow plough corner’ at Tarbert, must have been well over a ton. It was all I could do to coax Calum into lifting it, even had to use the blade to get it high enough for the dumper.

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Twas a good job well done though and I was well chuffed with my efforts, managed to get a few rocks under the concrete slab too. Hopefully, if I can get some larger ones at the bottom the sea will content itself with resettling the ones higher up, to which I can just keep adding to.

They’ll be fast asleep now

The whole day I was going back and fore Cilla and Lulu kept following me,

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they must have walked miles, stopping every now and then for a wee sleep in the dead bracken but never for long, as soon as they saw me again they’d come charging after me.


It was only when the council pickup turned up that they chose to vanish, though the driver was asking where they were. Last time he’d met them they ate the wiring on his rear lights Smile


For a moment I thought they were repairing the road but he was just washing salt off his boots having done some ‘manual gritting’ with the spade Smile That was me finished with the dumper for the day having split yet another fuel pipe, this time the return to the tank was leaking so I parked it up and took the wee dug to collect Calum.


I couldn’t resist a little ‘guerrilla ditching’ on the way back though.


This minor landslide has been blocking the ditch for several years now. Every time it rains it turns this section of the road into a river, so, as I was passing I dug it out.

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Got a bit carried away right enough, and had it not been getting dark so soon I’d have done a lot more.

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This was what it was like a couple of days ago  Sad smile


March 29, 2015

The ‘fifth man’ :-o

Filed under: daily doings, The daily pothole — Tags: , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 8:04 pm

What a pleasure it was to wake up at a sensible time or at least nearer to the right time for going to work. The 5:00am starts of late just became 6:00am ones, and for that I’m grateful, still a little early for a Sunday right enough but it gave me chance to get a few things done on the way to work.

Rather than taking the quad I walked the half mile or so in my oilskins in the pishing rain!! No, I’m not a sadist, I just had time to kill, felt like I needed the exercise and it was perfect weather for clearing verges.

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Just a few minutes with a shovel can make a huge difference to the state of the track and helps both your feet and the shopping dry.

After dealing with the chooks up at ‘Sonas’ I pottered down the road in the ‘Old Girl’ and another shovel.

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The ‘Wilkinson Sword Border Spade’ has to be the most useless spade I have ever come across. It’s unique ‘shock absorber’ handle makes it feel like a jelly every time you thrust it into the ground it bends. Talk about a useless gimmick, luckily the soft verges didn’t prove too taxing and I managed to empty a few ‘lakes’ on the way to work.


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Sure it’s the Highland Council’s responsibility but I find it more hassle complaining to them than actually doing the job.

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Of course, as is usual for a Sunday, I was late, I’m always late on Sunday Smile

Dunkan the dummy

Arriving at work just after 9:00am to find the rest of the crew there before me I then set about the usual pre start checks prior to sailing at 10:00. A busy boat outbound and a quiet one back to Raasay was followed by the usual ‘big breakfast’ a ‘Safety Meeting’ and then a MOB (man overboard) exercise. It also gave use chance to use Dunkan

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for the first time Smile 

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Poor Dunkan fell overboard and had to be rescued.


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Luckily the Hallaig’s crew were quick off the mark

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and Dunkan was soon rescued.

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Once back on board we hosed him down and locked him in cupboard until next week Smile

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As well as rescuing Dunkan we put a fire out on the car deck using the 30kW ‘Drencher pump’,

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you don’t want to be on the car deck when this baby starts up Smile

Home in daylight Smile

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and it’s still not dark two hours later.

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