This ‘ole for the new wind turbine is really getting me perplexed, methinks I need to reduce its size to around 8 cubic meters so as I can get the batching truck safely up to the ‘end of the road’. Sorry, I’ll rephrase that, I need to make the ‘ole smaller so someone else can safely bring their truck up the road. We’ve had a fair old selection of trucks up here and even two articulated lorries but Eyre Plant’s Scania ‘batcher’ will have the heaviest load per axle I’m sure.
And that’s not including the snow plough, Calor gas tanker, cattle float and septic tanker Just wish I could convince Certas Energy to deliver oil here I bet Calum would be dead chuffed at the amount of tonnage that’s been up his road.
A new home for the girls
Anyways, having got the old oil tank into a suitable position https://lifeattheendoftheroad.wordpress.com/2017/01/28/robins-first-day-at-work/ in amongst the trees we set about reassembling it, beefing it up and making a new roof.
It’s a cracking spot up there sheltered by the trees on three sides, facing the sun but with a small bank in front to give the door some degree of protection. Basically it’s an old 1200lt oil tank split down the middle and widened by 24”. It’s plenty big enough for a couple of full grown sows and we even had Bramble farrow in there once. Mind you, that wasn’t intentional and I wouldn’t recommend it.
However it’ll be perfect for these two darlings, who, true to form came to check it out. Pigs are really intelligent and curious creatures and if you’re working in the same place long enough they’ll always come and check out what your doing. Probably looking for food or a wee belly scratch if the truth be known, well there was none of the former but they both got a good scratch and the keeled over like they do
Rainbow and Proven wind turbine on 11m mast
That was the weekend out of the way so on Monday morning I headed off early to the Sconser quarry for more 20mm concrete mix.
A Macleod’s lovely old Daf was on the weighbridge and LAS Plant of Inverness were delivering a cheery picker to the distillery.
It was a perfect day and I managed to get the 9:25 back to Raasay
and was mixing by 10:25. I just can’t believe how easy it is doing this. I have mixed tons and tons of concrete over the years and have always been pure wrecked afterwards. Normally you are lifting from a pile of sand, aggregate and cement. Having the aggregate pre mixed at waist height with the mixer at the same level turns backbreaking work into gentle exercise. Even after taking a lunch break I’d mixed over tons in less than two hours without breaking a sweat.
The hardest job being moving my mates pallet around the edge of the ‘ole
That done it was time to put Robin to work again,
but not before I’d fitted a tool box to the front rack. This ten year old rack doesn’t look like it’s ever carried anything! I kid you not, there’s not a mark on the paint work, consequently I wrapped pipe insulation around it before fastening it on with ‘tie wraps’. I cannot believe I just did that
Then, with my nice shiny tool box full of wire cutters, crow bar, hammer and cordless drill we went to collect a hen house from next door.
Hens like to ‘snuggle up’ for warmth and our current hen house is rather large for the five hens in it so we decided to retrieve one of the old ones. These houses have been designed and built by ‘Donald the Hen’ of Struan on Skye and are perfect for around a dozen hens. We’ll be getting eight more off him shortly so this will be nice and cosy for them. It will also keep them separate from the current ones for a while to prevent bullying.
Back to the quarry
This time it was Fraser’s Eyre Plant Scania on the weigh bridge.
Another couple of tons goes into the trailer and home for 17:15
That was it really, well apart from this
the stills uncovered http://rbdistillers.com/
This is all I’ve seen of them lately, so was good to see them ‘in the flesh’ so to speak.