1 September 2015

August 2015


Hello again, another month gone
 and still waiting for some summer sun !!
Instead we have been bringing in the logs
to be cosy by the fire !! 




The annual Produce Show
was held at Gairloch Community Hall this month
and our lovely hens' eggs won 1st prize !


Fed on organic feed and left to roam all over the place
the hens reward us with beautiful, large brown eggs.





Aultbea is building its own community skiff, 
in a wonderful shed at Aultbea Lodges,
to be used for either social rowing or competion rowing .

Big thanks to Mark and Emma ,
who took over the Aultbea Lodges last year,
whose shed is being used for the build.
Anyone interested in short breaks or longer have a look at 
their web page :
 http://www.aultbea-lodges.co.uk/


The final plank, known as the whisky plank,
 was fixed and toasted to with a wee dram
together with lots of cake !




The skiff has now been successfully turned over .....



... with another wee dram and lots of cake !
and is now back in the shed for the next stages.

Loch Ewe Community Skiff Group (LECSG)
have their own Facebook page
and have some great photos and videos
showing the progress of the skiff,
well worth a look.


The weather has been so grim that the geese...
 


and the sheep take it in turns to get into the shelter.









We've had three lots of lovely visitors this month,
all from our time spent in Auchencairn, Dumfries and Galloway.


It was great to see Leslie and Barbara,
looking as young and vibrant as ever !
( retirement suites you Lesley )




and April and Doug with Sophie the KC spaniel,
thanks for the musical entertainment ...
 

Sophie in the front row



and the walking in the wind !!!!!

 

( still think Doug could get a job modelling 
with Littlewoods catalogue )

Up on a windswept hilltop ..
 


and Brian and Pauline....
 

with Wilma's friend Jaz
who loved the afternoon on the beach.


(we promise not to mention the episode with the car keys !!!!)


August had its silly moments,
with hoola-hooping on tables....



and sack races to the barn......




and funny adverts from our great store in Aultbea !




Sunday mornings still see us wild swimming
in Loch Ewe...


Janet and Janette
 on one of the calmer days just floating around.





Janet showing that some jelly fish
are quite harmless ...

not sure about the next two...


this red one looks as though it could do some harm




Wilma with her friend Cruso,
from the Isle of Ewe Smokehouse,
(see their Facebook page)
just dipping their toes in the water.


The next photos are just some colours on the shores
of Loch Ewe ...

















Sunset..



morning mist ...



and rainbows 


and abstract art beneath the water



Malcolm's Mum is moving up to the Highlands
on 9th September,
her house is not quite ready for her...


but won't be long !

Perhaps our summer is just around the corner, 
so until next month 
have a very enjoyable September,

June and Malcolm

31 July 2015

July 2015

July brought some very cold, wet weather 
but for the annual
 Aultbea Raft Race and Fun Day
the sun shone to make a wonderful weekend for everyone. 
 
  
The calm waters of Aultbea Harbour before the Raft Race
 and then the rafts began to arrive !


 in all their various shapes and sizes.


 Getting ready at the start line ...





The line up for our team, from the left,
Malcolm, Fer,Matthew, me, Fiona, Janette, Callum + Max. 
We didn't win, we didn't sink, we didn't come last,
we came 3rd ! (from last).


The Aultbea Fun Day was a wonderful success
with lots of things going on for all ages,
 

from "welly wanging"
 

the pipe band..
 

story-telling and children's competitions 
in the wonderful yurt ..


the chicken run ..
 

 giant jenga ..



 fire engines ..





china smashing ..



 
silly games for all ages ..




five a side football ..


golf ..
 

vintage tractors and cars ..
 

and loads more !

Thank you to Morven, Murdo, Willie
 and to everyone involved 
for making it a huge success.

It's been a musical month too with .. 

"Skippinnish"
 at the Gairloch Highland Gathering dance
held at Big Sands
 and



 "Shooglenifty" 
at the Ceilidh Place in Ullapool,
two great nights !




Rolling this large cable drum half a mile along the road
to our croft caused some amusement
but it now makes a brilliant outside table ! 
(we did ask first)

Lulu thinks it was put there just for her.



The chickens love having a dust bath but to do it well,
first dig up a new plant and take out the marker stick,
in the hope that no one will notice !



The geese taking it easy with beaks tucked in against the wind.



With the slightly warmer weather the grass grew
and the mower broke down ...


 and the grass kept on growing.


Time to call in the girls to eat their way through it..



 thank you Jock for the loan of your girls.



 The grass was so tall you could hardly see the sheep
but they're in there somewhere.




The foundations for Malcolm's Mum's house are taking shape..
 

The house will be finished by beginning of December.



Malcolm pleased with his peat-cutting.





The two black and white chicks (in the centre)
have no problem hanging out with the big guys ! 




The shore from the croft gate.



Midnight over Aultbea Harbour 


 and moonshine on Loch Ewe




 The colours of Loch Ewe ....











Resting but still keeping an eye on us ..





Our Aultbea friend Bryan Islip, 
painter, poet, writer and a lovely man, too,
recently wrote a poem called "Writing to Friends"
that I would like to share with you.

  Writing to Friends
"You have to come here," I told them.
"But it's so cold and wet," they said,
"Isn't it?"
Sitting in a Highlands Cafe with a cup of tea
and a Highlands scone I wrote: "Dear people,
You think you know about colour
until you've seen an early morning day
cloudless over Gairloch
through air so clear, this clean,
noiseless save for the shushing of the sea,
the calling of the gulls
as if to you and me.
I swear that you can actually feel 
these lands of time-lost Highland Clans,
so everlasting, wild, its majesty."
And so they came, our friends,
and it rained and blew 
a gale of wind all week
(a different kind of beauty).
This Wester Ross smiles not,
shows not herself always or so often
and they will come again, perhaps will stay.
For thus did we: and this I know
to live here's more than
 just to be.

 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Until next month, signing off and
wishing you a sunny August.