The Calmac Pier at Gott Bay, Scarinish, is where it all happens. Yes! There is the Co-Op, the Bank and the Post Office, but once a day (twice on a Thursday) the ferry calls at the pier and for an hour or so it is a hub of activity and the very centre of island life. (Well, at least in my opinion.)
It is from the pier that the majority of people arrive or depart from the island. Any large items of freight, stock for the Co-Op, home deliveries, supplies for crofts, petrol, heating oil and indeed anything too large for the island planes, have to arrive by ferry. Cattle and sheep going to the mainland they too go by ferry. Recently our roads had a £1 million pound make-over, and the vehicles came and went by ferry. The chips required for dressing the road arrived at the pier by a freight vessel on at least four occasions. The pier is vital to island life.
The Pier itself is having a make over. The Old Office is flattened. The Pier wall extended. And new lights are being installed.
You will find the Tiree Ranger and the Island Policeman at the pier when the ferry arrives and departs. Most days I like to be there too because the pier is the place where it all happens. It’s at the pier you greet the arrival of neighbours, friends and family. And it’s at the pier you say your goodbyes.
Yes! The Pier is the place to be!
Some went off to sea in ships,
plying the trade routes of the world.
They, too, observed the L ord ’s power in action,
his impressive works on the deepest seas.
The Bible: Psalm 107