Must be in a good mood as just written and lost a couple of hundred words. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing from the north and both fuel deliveries have arrived. Filling Station is working and lots of pleasant conversations about the Referendum, mainly with don’t knows. One interesting theme is emerging is that everyone is talking about policies and what happens after the vote. If the vote is positive then the people decide. This vote is about the people of Scotland deciding what happens here or the people of the UK deciding what happens here. I am sure I will be disagreeing with policy after a Yes vote but not at the moment as that is not what the vote is about. The constant negative message of Fear and “what if” has definitely had an effect but not enough hopefully.
The last couple of days have involved the routine of water and people. Wednesday morning I had taken the decision not to go out as the back was a bit delicate and phoned Shieldaig for a treatment. That could not be fitted in, received a phone call from the Inn, no prawns, so went fishing. For me back and head pain are completely different. I know some people are shut down with back trouble, I am fortunate and can work round it. Managed to use stomach muscles to protect the pulled back muscle and caught a few prawns into the bargain. Not the brightest of days
but reasonably quiet on the weather front. Passed other intrepid guys on the water on the way in.
The odd wee oddity comes up in the creels
alongside Thursday’s big oddity. In their own world they are perfect spider crabs, I suppose.
An easy day was not something that could be said for yesterday. North wind forecast and arrived properly about midday after a misty, showery
start and some traffic heading North. It brightened up as the morning went on.
I was fishing up by the Range, well on it, and hauled the last fleet, mainly to see if I could, as wind had increased to just short of strong.
Took a while to haul but there were some lovely sized prawns in the creels
but meant a steam east to come out of the Range before shooting the fleet back.. At the moment the current is east west and shooting down the edge of the Range is pushing the creels into the no fish zone. As long as you come out and shoot the creels outside then no harm is done and the watch keepers know that. This current comes and goes and often you are pushed off the Range. For me it sells the MPAs as a way to protect our stocks. Hats off to the Scottish Govt for introducing them, the powers may not be enough yet but if they are increased gradually then fishermen will see the benefit as the stock increases. Spending less time catching more is something to look forward to. Little bird activity other than the occasional visit from a bonxie.
Noisy night at the Inn last night as the boys appeared early for the fishing competition on Saturday, preceded by the Raft Race tonight. Still they did not stay out long and everything was closed up and heading down the road by quarter past twelve.
Having done the fuel delivery it was back home having seen the family off, some for a week and some for most of the rest of the year. Quiet house, just Dougal and his family and me. Bike going well but took them out to lift a few more stones from the shore to make it easier to land the prawns from the dingy. The Michelle is ashore getting herself ready for tomorrow’s competition
and the lady’s mantle sum up the weather, sunshine and a very few scattered showers.
There is still plenty fresh water at the moorings and you can see why when you look at the rivers and falls going in from the shore.
Now the plan for the rest of the day is creel mending, wood cutting, Raft Race watching and a bit of paper work this evening with maybe the finale of Breaking Bad squeezed in some where.