Our journey south took us to London where for a few days we enjoyed warm springlike days but our departure from London was in snowy, wintry conditions. Thankfully the journey north was uncomplicated. Our arrival in Glasgow by train was to time. There was even time for a cuppa. Overrunning roadworks meant congestion. The coach […]Read more "Homeward Bound"
It felt like the Exodus. What a contrast with Tuesday’s sailing. On that occasion only seven passengers disembarked. That included two cars, one cyclist and three foot passengers. There were a few more boarding but in no way was the ferry busy. In the winter timetable there is no Friday sailing. Saturday’s ferry was uncertain […]Read more "The Exodus"
It is the penultimate second Saturday sailing under the Summer timetable. The MV Clansman enters Gott Bay under heavy skies. Yet, the nearby islands stand out in relief. The comment is, ‘not much chance of a sunset this evening’. The air is still and once again the midges are active. The ferry approaches the pier and […]Read more "End of an Era"
With family visiting for the weekend we decided to head to Balevullin this evening in order to walk the beach and watch the setting sun. It certainly did not disappoint. Let the photographs speak for themselves. And below it is a matter of going – going- gone! This is ‘Life-on-Tiree’Read more "Balevullin Sunset"
Sunset Safari. ‘An Turas’ is the Gaelic for ‘Journey’ The Isle of Tiree website defines it as: Both a building and an art work, a landmark and a symbol. Situated close to the CalMac Office it gives a view of the island land and seascape. (Moues-over for titles in galleries and double click for larger […]Read more "Sunset Safari"
It is strange how you suddenly become aware of the subtle change. Without looking out of the window you know there is a difference. The setting sun is casting g a russet glow all around. The decision is made to head for the crofting township of Vaul. Our way takes us along the shore of […]Read more "Vaul’s Magnificent Vista"
On Friday morning the first floats arrived on the island Their destination – the Rural Centre, Crossapol. Saturday is the annual Tiree Lamb Sale. There was further evidence of the forth coming sale. The machair close to home was denuded of its lamb population. This was heightened by the sound of bleating from the few […]Read more "Going, Going, Gone!"