A much brighter day than yesterday. Still the occasional rain flurry, but just an all round better day.
We struggled with the fancy toaster cum baking oven cum roaster. A sort of jack of all trades orange box. Once we worked out where the bread went and how long we should toast it for, we managed three slices each of a wee loaf. I had blackcurrant jam on mine and it was delicious.
Later in the morning we walked round to Jackie and Murdo’s house and had lunch there and sat and talked for a while, enjoying the entertainment provided by Grian.
Murdo took me on a ‘spin’ to Staffin Slip. While he had a blether with one of his pals, I went for a walk and got some photos, mainly of sheep with their fleeces hanging off them. They didn’t seem to mind. Then I walked down the slip and got a few photos of the rusted cleats that could be used to tie up the boats. There were no boats hauled up today.
There were a lot of boats that had been hauled out and left in the boatyard for cleaning and repair. They were a good subject, but I didn’t want to linger. Murdo was waiting, patiently for me to finish and a lot of the workmen were getting ready to leave after a long day I’d guess.
I walked back to meet Murdo and found him, still talking with his pal. He suggested we should go for a longer drive, and I asked if he’d take me to Duntulm Castle, which he did. The castle is really a ruin on a promontory that sticks out into the sea. It’s a fair climb out to it and an easy one to slip from, so I was being careful. A cold wind was blowing in from the sea and I was glad to have it at my back when I walked back. After that we went back towards the house for dinner.
I got out early and went to photograph one of Murdo’s old rusted tractors, lying on the grass beside the path. They looked great and I was pleased with the photos.
After dinner, we were driven back to The Cabin and watched the sun go down. Just over 70 photos taken.
PoD went to a view from The Cabin.
No plans for tomorrow.