Life on Tiree is never dull.
The welcome aboard the Twin Otter aircraft (which seats 14 on an inboard flight to Tiree) was accompanied by a warning that the visibility level was right on the threshold and that our flight might have to turn back without landing. We were informed that there was insufficient fuel for more than one attempt at a landing – the plane would be unable to circle round. The flight itself was relatively uneventful, but as we approached Tiree, I am informed that those waiting in the terminal were watching anxiously to see if the plane would attempt a landing.
When we came to a halt on the runway, we spontaneously burst into applause as a way of thanking the pilot – and probably out of relief as well. The plane remained on the runway as a fire-engine and airport landrover drew alongside our tiny aircraft, in part to shield us from the force of the wind.. We remained facing into the wind, as there was no way the plane could attempt to turn. A minibus arrived to ferry the passengers, luggage and mail back to the terminal.
I have arrived home to ever strengthening winds gusting to over 70mph. The language of the TV weather persons makes the present conditions sound so dramatic. ‘Black Wednesday’ and ‘Weather Bomb’ are among some of the expressions being aired. All I know is that the car rocks, the hail showers batter the windows and the roof tiles are rattling as they rise and fall.
This is life on Tiree (Mrs)