You look back on the day and do not think you have done anything but apart from a couple of episodes of Borgia it has been pretty non stop. May not have achieved but so what. Due to a couple of meetings yesterday evening I was not able to take the dingy into the shelter of the Pier at Camusterrach. The meetings, one at Ardeshlaig and that was followed by a Community Council Meeting. Taking part in Sukor Fish trials which is a navigation system which will be fitted free of charge and will give a signal telling where you are. Some are a bit secretive where they fish so are not inclined to take part in the trial. Being single-handed I like people to know where I am and do not care if any one knows how much I catch. So on to a chat about markets the dire state of the fishing, the lack of support from Marine Scotland and back to the Hall only a minute late for the CC meeting. Rattled through that in just over half an hour. The main problem at the moment is trying to get the Roads Dept do some work on the collapsing roads. Old story if they did it now, then money would be saved in the long run when if the banks do collapse there would be something far greater to repair.
Wednesday morning it was with a little trepidation going down the road, mainly for the dingy, as the Varuna was sheltered from the westerly gale.
High tide so thought I would get the dingy sorted but no danger and not far off getting the road damaged again.
Managed to steer it in at half-tide,
a bit of shelter from the emerging reefs, and enough water in at the pier. Nervy bit pulling her in, jumping on board and getting offshore before being bumped up the shore in the swell.
So between that and going down to the shop, this was a trial cycle, to see what it would be like cycling up to the Inn for the evening shift. As I am here it was okay but not looking forward to the trip home, hearing the wind outside just now.
As we, Dougal and Eilidh, were going back home I took a detour round Camusteel point
with the weather freshening up even more.
Shower came through
and quite spectacular after,
sad,colourful little fish that was blown ashore,
never made it back. No idea what it was but did not have any hope of surviving in the swell.
And a last splash before home.
Interesting the places the blog takes you as I have never been round here after 30+ years of living in Applecross and never on a day like this. So it was to the Inn and a fairly full shift with enough to do with some residents, workmen and firemen to serve so there was little time to sit down although that was sorted by a large plate of neeps, mash,turnips and cold beans. Not many food quirks but that is one of them. Trip home was not too bad as there were no squalls and had a bit of road with the wind behind.
Today however was a total wipeout, up in the morning a bit suspicious about the head, wandered off down to the pier to make sure the dingy was clear of the others and went back to bed. By twelve I knew it was trouble. Suffice to say I missed the day and emerged about 9.30pm lighter but getting back to normal. Had too many of these nasty migraines this year but a kip on the couch in a few minutes and it will be back on the road tomorrow.