By: Vague As I write there has been no rain for eleven days. This is a welcome change from the storms and constant downpour of the previous few weeks. It has meant I’ve had to return to the burn to collect my water, as my other source down the gorge has nearly totally dissipated. Fortunately…
Author: ShiverWriggle
Those Hills
By: Hugin Casimir put his hand out to steady himself. With his remaining eye he could see blurred images of the land in the distance; those hills that always seemed so far from his reach. Away to the south, on the road that he had just left, he could hear agitated voices in a…
Journey’s End
By: Vague I left you on a bit of a cliffhanger in my last piece; I didn’t know what was going to happen myself. I was ill, in fact I would have to say that was the most unwell I’ve been for nearly two years. Even swine flu had nothing on that. So, what…
A Cautionary Tale
By: Vague So, what has happened since my last piece? I’ve been quite busy, at least up until yesterday when things took a worrying twist, but more on this later. While you were all busy watching fireworks last weekend I indulged in viewing and learning the original night sky decorations. Both Friday and Saturday…
A Single Day
By: Vague The storms up here have been increasing in both intensity and length. I awoke the other day ready (and indeed fully washed) to go to Mallaig to pick up a couple of parcels of supplies my sister had kindly ordered, packaged and sent. However, I awoke to heavy rain, winds that shook…
Are you sitting comfortably…?
By: Vague …then I’ll begin. I thought for this blog entry I’d tell a seasonal tale, but first let me set the scene. It has currently been raining for nearly twenty-four hours, more or less non-stop with a break in the morning thankfully, just as I got up to light the fire. As I…
The Rule of Three, and the Four Essentials
By: Vague After an unseasonal snow fall and arctic temperatures, I am now enjoying the usual West Highland weather; heavy, constant rain. This got me thinking about what is needed to survive out here, so I thought I’d write something for you to peruse, detailing the three and the four. I have a feeling…
Being a Part of the Bigger Picture
By: Vague Out here I am surrounded by, immersed in and live and breathe nature. I lose track of the amount of times in the day I pause to watch, listen and experience different threads of this oh-so-rich tapestry. Take today, for example; as I’ve been going about my business, I’ve been recording all…
Backwoods Palace
By: Vague Where does a day go? In fact, where does time go in general? I’ve been out here for over three weeks now, yet it barely seems any time at all. My days recently have been full of shelter building (more on this later) but a large percentage of any day is given…
Backwoods Wilderness Cooking
By: Vague I’ve always been inspired by a phrase or two in Raymond Mears’ very first book. In this he says how any fool can act the hard man and eat unnecessarily bland food and goes on to say how there is a real skill in transforming such food into something to make the…