Wednesday, 30 November 2016
The next job is to replace the existing broken, rusty wire. Highland Council, which owns the site, has provided the necessary wire and radisseurs, but it's a job which AHHA, the local heritage society, will have to do. If anyone is prepared to help, please get in touch with me.
Tuesday, 29 November 2016
It's a lovely little bay marred, perhaps, by being stony, yet we have never known its name - until this morning when we asked someone we should have asked years ago. The answer was pretty obvious: Port na Clachan, the port of stones.
Monday, 28 November 2016
We thought the animal on the skyline was one of the sheep which winter on the hill but....
We know that there are deer in Ormsaigbeg. They were caught on the trail camera earlier this year - see blog post here - but we had assumed they spent the day in the woodland at the back of the crofts. Slightly surprisingly, these seemed to be heading out onto the common grazings for the day.
Sunday, 27 November 2016
Saturday, 26 November 2016
Bandit died on Thursday as she would have wished to, very quietly, with no fuss, still purring whenever she was stroked. Had she had her way she would have died alone under a bush but was found and brought indoors so she would be with us.
At night, we lie in bed and listen to the mice partying in the roof.
Friday, 25 November 2016
This was taken yesterday afternoon as the fine weather of the last few days began to slip away. Overnight, there were several aurora alerts but, by that time, the sky had clouded over.
The croft which Darrly's family owned must be the smallest in Ormsaigbeg, a postage-stamp of land upon which a family could not hope to survive without some of them going out to work - and Darryl's great-grandfather left home at the tender age of 13 to join the merchant navy, embarking on a voyage to Australia from which he did not return.
Darryl's family story is told on the Diary here.
Thursday, 24 November 2016
Depending on the crofter, and how early in the spring he or she is prepared to risk lambing, some tups are already at work, but....
Many thanks to Sue for the picture of the gathering.
Wednesday, 23 November 2016
Many thanks to Sue for the pictures.
Sue stayed with the Livetts at The Ruin - link here.
Tuesday, 22 November 2016
This is just one of several avenues actively being explored by An Roth. These will be described when the community meets to discuss the future of the shop on Wednesday 7th December, at 7.00pm in the Community Centre.
Monday, 21 November 2016
Sunday, 20 November 2016
Compared to Friday, today we live in a different world, a cheerful place of warm sunshine and light winds. This is the sort of day that anyone with a camera prays for, as the air is crystal clear and the remnants of autumn colours are still bright in the hills.
We walked down the road to Achateny, at the bottom of the wide glen of the Allt an Doire Dharaich which, a bit further downstream, becomes the Achateny Water, with the Small Isles and Skye laid out along the horizon and bright with sunlit snow.
On the other side of the burn is Branault, but the fence just visible in front of the caravan is the Branault boundary, so the three ruins, all once cottars' cottages, lie on Achateny land. They were built to house workmen for Achateny Farm in the days when it was a sheep run.
here, with its superb views north across the Minch to the dark form of Eigg and, beyond it, the Cuillins of Skye.
Just past the cottage one can drop down to the Achateny Water and follow it downstream. This picture was taken at the top of one of its many and very pretty falls, with a huge erratic, dumped here during the ice age, to the left and the Isle of Rum in the distance.