Raasay Times - Final Edition
A Skye circular (47 miles), our only long ride, ended at 1230, which made G even grumpier as the ferry left at 1315 (not 1235 due to my misreading of the timetable). During a roughstuff we met the Tamworth Two of Eyre (siblings of last week’s departed four), a grieving woolly jumper and a lot of tall ferns. Bednights are up 50% on last year so we’ve been busy and restricted to short walks; despite my urging G would not make a close inspection of the old iron mine shaft so is still with us. Today’s heavy rain (the first since we got here) provoked a cowardly and sustained attack by local hooligans, namely the council tip seagulls, on our washing line. That’s it – next week we’ll be making our way via Mull Iona and Islay to Glasgow and should be home late on Friday night. And next year we’ll be back here again!
From Graham Hill
A Skye circular (47 miles), our only long ride, ended at 1230, which made G even grumpier as the ferry left at 1315 (not 1235 due to my misreading of the timetable). During a roughstuff we met the Tamworth Two of Eyre (siblings of last week’s departed four), a grieving woolly jumper and a lot of tall ferns. Bednights are up 50% on last year so we’ve been busy and restricted to short walks; despite my urging G would not make a close inspection of the old iron mine shaft so is still with us. Today’s heavy rain (the first since we got here) provoked a cowardly and sustained attack by local hooligans, namely the council tip seagulls, on our washing line. That’s it – next week we’ll be making our way via Mull Iona and Islay to Glasgow and should be home late on Friday night. And next year we’ll be back here again!
From Graham Hill
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