Now returning to the remainder of my time on Skye at Rubha Phoil. Over the 11 days I spent at the Ru I also coppiced some willow and broom, primarily to allow more light into a herb-growing area. New shoots from the coppiced willow will be woven into a living fence and archway. I visited the Ardvasar community polytunnel and admired the courgettes, some of which must have been around 5 inches in diameter and about a foot long. I also learnt some plumbing and generally helped-out around the place. I had a day off to visit the point of Sleat - great views of Eigg and Rhum.
Did a variety of things today: sawed-up some firewood, wove some willow shoots into a living fence, wheel-barrowed hay for mulching, and helped tidy a big shed. Also managed to severely embarrass myself by mistaking a scrap metal dealer's car for a wreck that he'd come to pick up...
Here's some photos.
Two fantastic things:
I left Tiree yesterday morning at 10am, hoping to hitch all the way to Mallaig before the departure of the last ferry to Armadale (at 5:45pm). A tallish order. Well, I made it, with 5 minutes to spare! Things weren't looking good at Fort William, standing in the rain at 4:20pm with 46 miles still to go. In fact, as I stood on board the ferry I couldn't quite believe I'd made it.
At times of stress, pressure or helplessness, I think you can experience a heightened awareness or state of mind. I certainly had it for most of the day yesterday. It is (for me at least) an unusual experience to put yourself completely into the hands of fate. Lady Luck was obviously happy for me to get to Skye last night. There were a good few times yesterday when I felt that hitching was a ridiculous idea. As it played out, I'm now well-chuffed that I even attempted it.