Busy couple of days at sea and not uneventful. Gradually sorting gear that has not been hauled for a while and other boats out making the most of the good weather. The Mairead M comes out from Kyle and we are often alongside hauling creels.
This morning slightly later than normal I went to the boat and found the cormorant waiting for me. Made me feel a little guilty for turning out late.
Little too breezy for my comfort and so headed back to the mooring after hauling 100 creels. Saw some seal pups on Saint Island so headed over to take a couple of close ups and the engine stopped. Been very fortunate with my breakdowns and only had a couple of gearbox problems in 8 years and this turned out to be a bit of a mistake on my part. Last check on my fuel pipe I mistook the dye of the diesel for actual fuel and after a quick inspection I realised I had ran out of diesel. On land you just park up and head for home, On the water it is slightly different. Over the side with the anchor, a little bit of maintenance, a radio call to Kenny on the Kingfisher, who was heading in and half an hour later I was back on my moorings. Does make you think a bit though, although it should not have happened in the first place ,it did and it could not have happened in a better place.
So all that was left to do today was to bake a couple of loaves, make a tray of flap jacks, cook off the chicken stock, make the chicken fried rice for tea and then wander up to a 2 and a 1/2 hour ALPS meeting, finishing at 9.30pm, a tea in the pub and home by 11. And the tourists wonder what we do in the winter!!