Full on couple of days starting with a quiet contemplative day’s fishing. Last thing I said when I left the house on saturday morning was “I suppose I’d better go fishing then.” Have to say that once in the van and heading down the road there was a good feel to the day and the light and surroundings were as good as they ever are.
Passing a couple of what I think were guinea fowls, Dan’s, and going out past Ardhu and opening out the Sound it is once again a “good to be alive day.”
Uneventful day, if you include catching my first sucker fish of the year, being surrounded by some of the best scenery in the world and enjoying the company of skuas, guillemots, razorbills, gannets, fulmars and even the gulls.
Quickly round 350 creels and turned up at the kitchen, surprising the chefs. Just as well as by sunday evening they were almost all sold so it is back out for more on monday.
Saturday evening turned out to be a long one. All to plan with it not being too busy and with a dance to Rhythm and Reel on later and was going to be back up if any of the staff wanted off down to the Hall. A fine shift, progressing with lots of contentment and the only serious event of the night was a dip in the Boss’s health. Judith was hit by what the Doc called a “thunder-clap” headache. Very mysterious and painful and more than a little worrying.Ended up going through to Raigmore for a CAT scan on Sunday and seems that is all clear and she now has to wait for a lumbar puncture. Having had one of them over 30 years ago, and still remembering it, I do not envy her. This meant a long shift which started at 10 and made it through the twelve hours, with a brief interlude for a venison loin in the afternoon. Life can be hard at times.
Saturday evening things livened up later on as guys arrived for the dance, in particular the Kyle/Glasgow contingent. Now at an age where chatting to the next generation and telling them I was in the same class as some of their parents. Good to meet up with Dawn again today and reassure her that I was not the guy in the kilt who was groping her at the dance. Thought she was a little cool when I saw her on sunday afternoon but when she established I was not at the dance…… all ended well although if I had not seen her before she left her opinion of me would have been somewhat different!! Totally oblivious to all this I was enjoying the last light of the evening leaving the Inn at midnight.
It all happens here. Now on Monday morning and setting out for a day’s fishing and an extra shift tonight to cover Judith’s absence…… it may be a long week.