After a slow morning when I debated going out fishing I headed up the road,meeting up with Sam to get some wood home for the rest of the winter. Sam did some tidying up and cutting to size some of the wood they had left after the training session. Managed 3 full pickup loads and got soaked through on a pretty awful day of rain. Delivered some to the Inn, Sam and my own, about 2 and 1/2 tons. When the wind picked up at mid day felt a bit better about not going fishing. It is interesting bad you feel when you don’t go out fishing on a decent day. It must be the pressure of work ethic being pushed on to you constantly. If you do not work you are labeled as lazy, a drop out, but you pick up bonus points if you work hard even if you already have enough money.
Spent the evening trying and failing to watch some rugby but the reception was acting up. Instead saw a documentary Ruairidh bought about Medicine Sans Frontier. Pretty amazing, jaw dropping stuff about their work in West Africa and how it affected their volunteer doctors. The doctors had really complex issues about why they did the volunteering,how they were affected by the limitations of what they could do,and also their inevitable burnout. Ruairidh, son no3, is planning medical school after an aborted attempt at being a naval architect and has been offered an interview for Dundee…here’s hoping. I am very relaxed that all 4 boys are far brighter than me.
Went up to the Inn for a listen to the Truckers. Frostie and Andy from Shieldaig and the brothers Kilbride, Sean and Owen from here. Good sound but knackered from the wood work so did not stay long. The new year faces are starting to appear. It is one of the draws of Applecross that people keep coming back time after time. I think the Hall party will be fairly busy. We have a mixture of musicians,pipers and the trusty ipod to keep us going into the small hours.