Monday, 25 July 2011

A peerie peek at the Tall Ships

After being so chuffed earlier in the year that I'd be here for the Tall Ships event in Shetland I've been decidedly under the weather of late and missed out on much of the celebrations.


We did get over to 'da toon' for a peeire peek though. Very impressive, though some of the smaller timber boats took my eye more than the enormous full riggers.


So here's a glimpse of some of what we saw, but I can assure you a quick google for Tall Ships images Shetland will get you some impressive photo's of them under way.

















Later today we went to a friend's house at Gulberwick thinking we'd see the start of the next leg of the race. Well I guess we did, but the start line was a lot further out than we'd thought, still it was impressive to see the mass of sail slowly heading off, next stop Norway.

Sunday, 24 July 2011

A little wet at No Ness, Tangwick

Ok, cabin fever has set in. I've braved the crowds of Lerwick and the Tall Ships, impressive they are, and forked out for some yummy grub, but even though it is truly awful weather today I had to get out and north for some clear space.


Thankfully Clare and Beren were  up for a visit to a little shingle beach, despite the rain and wind. So, we packed some sandwiches and a flask and I nodded off as we drove north up to near Tangwick in Eshaness. 


The weather really was grim, but not too cold as we got out at Tangwick Haa Museum and set of across the grass banks for a short stroll along the coast.


Looking west towards Dore Holm from Tang Wick



And east towards No Ness


 We headed down to a little cove on the west of No Ness for our brew.  I love the sight of The Drongs in the distance. They've always reminded me of a pirate ship, appropriate with the Tall Ships in town.


The old dumper caught my eye, but  sadly there was no seat left for Beren, not that it was playing about weather.


A wonderful spot...


And a tiny nook for trowies to shelter from the rain. I made them a seat from drift wood while I stood in the lee of the cliff.


Great views and a wonderful little spot to come back in finer weather to look for pebbles and other treasures on the beach. We'll leave the dead sheep though!



We battled back head into the wind and rain, Clare piggy backing Beren some of the way only to see a coach at the museum! We thought we were mad, but it was a tour coach for tall ships visitors doing the rounds. Never mind, we went in to get warm and have a look round and a few minutes later the place was all our own. Well worth a visit if you're up that way. Interesting old artefacts, photos and documents to do with the crofting and fishing.


The it was off home again to dry out listening to sounds of the Seventies on Radio 2 as I nodded off again.

Incidently, I do have a few photo's of the tall ships in harbour, but I thought I'd post them after I've seen them off tomorrow. The parade of sail and start of the race has been delayed due to the weather until Monday. 


Some other intrepid venturers are also making start tomorrow too. A team of 3 kayakers had been headed over to Norway last week, but returned due to bad weather. Tomorrow they'll re-start their trip from Out Skerries, so I hope the weather does settle for them.


So now it's feet up again time and some R & R and a moments pause for those caught up in the tragic events in Norway

Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Friendly otter in the village...

I've not been out and about...


But,  %$£"%!!, I wish I had, as if I had been doing other than sitting on my 'erse' (again) today I would have seen this down in the metropolis that is Scalloway...



This friendly otter attracted a small crowd of admirers this morning when he paid a visit to the Scalloway fish market. Somebody threw him a mackerel and he set about his feast with relish.
Paul Mullay of L&M Engineering was working on the ferry Filla and had his camera handy. “Five of us were standing about a metre away from him,” he said. “We coulda clappit him if we had wanted.”
                                   Shetland Times

BTW...For you Non-Shetlander's, 'clappit' is to have stroked it. Where as where I come from if I clapped something I'm more than likely to have hit it.


Ok, excitement over, back to putting my feet up...

Tuesday, 19 July 2011

On hold....

Hi,


Just to say the blog is going to be on hold for a while. I'm not doing to well, my camera's broken and I could do with not being on the computer to much.


See you soon....



Friday, 15 July 2011

West Burra; Sand Wick to Whale Wick

As if to remind me why we moved 600 miles north to Shetland the weather has been fantastic this last couple of days and looks like to be another good 'un today; just hope it holds for the weekend festivities in Scalloway.


Yesterday I took the opportunity if time and weather to investigate an intriguing looking arch I saw down on West Burra from Fulga Ness, near Hamnavoe at the Smuggler's cave. A wonderful stretch of coast.


From parking at the car I walked along a track past Merkisayre Stud. A few foals were enjoying the sun and grass with Mums.



And in a dwam, approached Sand Wick beach. It suddenly started to shuffle and wobble in a frenzy into the sea. I hadn't even noticed the thick carpeting of seals covering it.


The seals soon made their way back though as I rounded the headland on my way down the coast.


It was a breezier day than forecast and a few yachts were taking advantage of the fine day.


Soon I was looking down on the arch I'd seen from afar, with ropes hanging down it. I tried to get down as low as I could (even on the far right of this photo) for some photos of the other, less obvious, tunnels through it, but with a surging sea and sleek rocks I thought best to leave it for now.


The sea surging over the rock platforms near the arch was impressive and not to be messed with...



A view from the other side...


I carried on along towards the Stack of Sandwick with more fantastic views all the way down to The Heug on Kettla Ness.



On passing the enormous Ramna Gjo I could look back on the Stack of Sanwick, The West and Foula just visible in the distance. I really need to do some kayaking down here on a perfect day.


Soon I was approaching Whale Wick, an impressive bay with Ruff Loch emptying in to it over the cliff side and walls covered with caves. I took plenty of opportunities to just sit and soak in the day with some juice and a salt beef and cream cheese sandwich or two.



Soon enough I'd had enough sun though and headed back via the Loch of Sandwick and some lovely wet meadows full of orchids, ragged robin and iris amongst many more. There'd been a good show of sea birds on my walk too, including both Great Skua (bonxie) and Artic Skua.


Only a short walk, but what with the sun and scrambling about cliffs I was ready for putting my feet up. 


Later in the day I was over to a friend's croft on Bressay to help him lead hay in, I even got to drive his pride an joy, an old grey Fergie. Hope he let's me drive it again, I reckon I need a few lessons in the finer art of working with it.


By co-incidence a friend of his was there too, who is working as one of the engineers on the Sea Shepherd's, boat the 'Steve Irwin'. Sea Shepherd are up here on their way to protest at the Faroese killing of pilot whales in the up and coming Grind that's being getting much press of late. Cool boat!


On the way to catch the ferry back to Shetland we also saw their scout boat The Brigitte Bardot just arriving in Lerwick to join them on their crusade. (that is not Lerwick by the way LOL)


They sail north today, so I've missed a chance to have a look round the boat. Then after their exploits in the Faroes I think they're headed to the southern hemisphere to hassle the Japanese whalers. Some world  tour eh?


I'm now lying up out of the blazing Shetland sun, resting for the weekends festivities in Scalloway and looking forward to a scout around the new Scalloway Museum a bit later.

Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Skininningrove; a few tinkered photos

Now I'm back home I thought I'd tinker with a few of the photo's I took on our little wander on the beach at Skinningrove, back home.


An old cobble 'feature' near the car park.


A working 'double ender' cobble in the boat park with some pots stacked for crab and lobster.


Looking south towards Hummersea and The Doubles; sites or alum shale and iron ore quarrying. The rocks are great for winkles, lobsters and fishing for sea bass.


Looking north towards the old jetty that used to receive coal and limestone in for the blast furnaces and ship the pig iron out. Beyond is a mile of beautiful beach and dunes.


''twas a fine day...

Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Back Nort in cooler climes...

We'll were back in Shetland now and I'm enjoying the cooler air, though not my first job on return, of cleaning the overflowing gutters that have blocked with leave litter, stinky yuck yuck! Next job is to cut the jungle of a garden when I have the energy. It's amazing how fast the stuff grows up here with 24 hours daylight in the summer.

Anyway, I just thought I's post a few photo's of my daughter's big day; and a wonderful day it was too!  The wedding itself was at  St Aidan's Church, Boosebeck. I was a bit busy there to be thinking of taking any photos! 




So the following are from the reception at Tockett's Mill near Guisborough.




Congratulations to you both Adam and Robyn and a big thanks to all who made it the special day it was.


The gorgeous bride...




The happy couple's first dance...



A rare sight of me all togged up. I'd managed to ditch the jacket though!



A rather large and yummy cake...



My niece, sister-in-law and Clare relaxing


Even Beren didn't escape the suit, but he'd ditch the jacket too!


And later, as they do, things got more relaxed. Beren, niece and grandaughter, Faith


Mmm... one for the album I reckon Adam...


 The kids got the party going...


 And soon I was too...



Next on the horizon is Scalloway Summer Street Party this weekend and The Tall Ships next weekend Woo Hoo!!!