Off to Houston, Texas
In London today at the Embassy for a visa. Power failure resulted in all interviews being cancelled, back same time tomorrow, Houston ground control organising new connection flights back to Edinburgh tomorrow and then to Houston next week.
Watch this space for photos and news.......
Another Round the Coires on 03 February 2007



Beautiful day, ice here and there and a bit of wind at the end, but all in all very calm, and not too busy
The Broch - end of January 2007


At Cairnbulg and Inverallochy, picturesque little fishing villages near Fraserburgh and with a ship wreck to remind of the power of the sea.
Forest Grunts


Photos of pigs of which I used to know 'very little', and now know 'not a lot'. These are 'working pigs' in that they scarify the forests on the estate (on Islay) which owns them. The reclining sow is 'Betty' and the darker LB one 'Frieda'. Interesting 'piggy fact' is that they are born with their ears swept back (bit like Dumbo, Walt Disney's flying elephant) but these quite rapidly metamorphose to the front falling form of floppy (droopy) ears, as displayed by the sows. Litters as can be seen are quite large, and not all survive birth.
May 2006


Older ones taken in May on a day round the coires with the weather deteriorating and ending on top with horizontal sleet snow hailstones and rain in a howling gale. First time out with the new Paramo jacket, and it passed the test.
Dredger at Port Ellen Pontoons

The grab dredger mv Shearwater from Moray Council moves closer to the village green. Yachts shall shortly be able to anchor far inside the bay. The old flat bottomed Lochiel could probably have got in too. The village grows more attractive, but the eyesores and ruined infrastructure remain to stagnate further with no signs of improvement or even a halting of the decline. A pity then the dredger couldn't grab the (decontaminated) derelict ruins of the old cafe and the Islay Hotel and dump them offshore too. A pity it couldn't reach out and rid us of the Argyll & Bute Council and its representatives who have to all intents and purposes abandoned Islay, and a pity it can't take us in tow to become part of Highland Region, leaving mainland Argyll to sink further into the mess of its own making. A pity too that Calmac choose to let the main entry point to the island (and the only one in their ownership) degenerate to such an unsafe and unattractive condition with their mustering area extending onto the public road almost into Charlotte Street that the Health & Safety Executive are forced to take action but turn a blind eye to much more, and a pity too that Calmac dump their oldest ferries which for safety reasons are only licensed to operate under reduced capacity restrictions - on the Islay run. There is therefore still room for more improvement.
Big Strand in the Rain

Out for a walk along the big strand from the airport to the Laggan. Wet & windy best describes it. The rain was driving onto my back the whole way along to the end and then stopped! The photo is from the north end (near the Laggan) looking back south with the bay curling round to the right. Nothing of value washed up unfortunately.
Apart from the two hour walk the other reason for braving the elements was to try out my new Mountain Equipment goretex xcr shell jacket. Definitely watertight and breathable but the verdict is not back on the pockets zips. Touch light for my heavy hands perhaps. The side pockets are also high - ok with a harness on but a nuisance otherwise. The surprise find of the lanyard attached to the jacket whistle in the inside map pocket was considered a good idea. Pity they hadn't included a compas, gps, mobile telephone, altimeter and torch as well. That would have made it real value for money. The old Berghaus rucksack was of course not watertight, but I already knew that. When the officer at Glasgow Airport recently asked me if my passport had been in the washing machine I was able to reply 'no, just in my rucksack up to Lochan a' Choire in Coire Ardair (Creag Meagaidh) and back in a thunderstorm'. Same thing. Perhaps it is time to buy a goretex one.