Mid winter blues have a hold with little day light and when there is any it is more often than not raining. The weather has not been that bad, certainly nothing like last year when we had 4 months of horizontal rain, but it is dark and I do get affected by the lack of daylight. Working out of doors you find you are more in tune with the natural elements. It has been a while since the Christmas and New Year prawn markets have been an incentive to go out fishing. The smaller local driving forces are more important now. Despite these flat unmotivated feelings all I need is to chat with people and heading past Milton Loch this morning stopped to speak to a regular visitors from Edinburgh to catch up on a year’s events in Applecross. Certainly been an eventful year and it is in mind as I am putting together a submission to the Land Reform Review Group. A good chat ranging from family to land reform and this being Applecross another regular stops and, as he is one of my beekeeping mentors, the conversation turned to bees and how I was getting on. Advised on getting some sugar or fondant together after opening the hive up,taking the crown board off and seeing if the bees are up high and looking hungry. Me thinks 20 years experience is involved in this advice. Not sure how to tell what a hungry bee looks like Had to cut short the ceilidh to catch the shop for the paper and get some tidying up done outside before the rain started.
A comment which just came through reminded me of the Christmas beer delivery. This comes round the coast now as there is weight restriction on the Hill. Residents are guilty of this as well, as we know the roads so well,but we do tend to drive just a little quicker than others. This was the case with our delivery to the Inn and the driver chose the ditch rather than hit the on coming car. The Applecross system goes into motion, Donald heads round and pulls him out of the ditch but radiator is punched in. Another Donald (there are many Donalds in Applecross) is called upon and the beer and drinks arrive at the Inn on the back a trailer a couple of hours later, one keg spare till then.
A couple of meetings next week to see how we can secure funding for the pier at the Coal Shed. As is the nature of funding applications they can be modified or adapted and so far the process is still live. Certainly would be a long-term asset to the community especially if transportation turned to greener and economical ways of shifting bulk goods. An example of taking what was good in the past and with today’s technology securing an asset for the future. The pier hardly exists in its present state and you just see its outline.
Strange day for me on friday as I went through to Inverness to see a classmate off but unfortunately I did not have all the info needed. Turned up at the right place but at the wrong time,in the grand scheme of things I am sure this did not matter. Did a couple of jobs in town and came back via Loch Ness in case I got my info completely wrong. As it turned out I travelled 180 miles and for the most of the time I was remembering school, drinking evenings at Balmacara,a night in particular of Moscow Mules and Black Russians, a shore search and being very complimentary to a police woman about her hat,all too complicated to explain, and more recently a hen night visit to Applecross. Although a bit disappointed that I did not make the service and follow-up I realised that although I would have enjoyed seeing people I had not seen for 10 or 20 years this would have been for my benefit and not really why I was going. Probably spent more time thinking about Anne on my drive than I would have if I had been there, so I hope she understood.