I missed the couple of minutes of good light this morning. I took the dogs out at eight o’clock as they were stinking the van out. We walked the south shore of Loch Ness, not all of it, I should have said we walked on Loch Ness’s south shore. As the sun rose the whole loch was reflecting beautiful reds and yellows from the front lit clouds. I tried to hurry the half mile back home to grab a camera but the dogs were in Deer mode. It seemed to take ages and the light was going away in leaps and bounds. Light Gone Away. I was too late but fortunately not a late Adrian. I could have been, the wreck of an icy jetty I stood on for this tried to dump me in with Nessy twice.
Not a breath of wind and no Monster. There is one. YP has seen it but I suspect only during a bout of delirium tremors. He was lucky, all I ever get to see are fluorescent blue mice; they are friendly mice, they are not a bit vicious.
Back for my second breakfast and the dogs first then out for a look round Foyers. First stop was the world famous falls, I’m blighted with waterfalls at the moment. Weeks of torrential rain and the falls here were a miserable trickle.
The River Foyers. This is taken a quarter of a mile from the world famous falls. There is not very much going on even the bridge you can barely see just above centre is shut and falling down but too slowly for even a long time lapse video. A rapid collapse would compensate for the lack of anything going on.
This post is in chronological order but I walked the long way round the village via the graveyard. The settlement is built on the side of a hill so it’s all a matter of going up and going down to see it. It’s a bit like Tuscany but without the Wow factor, this morning it did have the damp icy, grey factor. Everything here is in shades of grey.
The reason for Foyers. The aluminium smelter. It was built in 1896 and as bauxite reduction is heavier on electricity than a cannabis farm they used hydro, it used to produce 5MW. It shut around the mid nineteen sixties. It was purchased by Scottish.Hydro.com.PLC.Ripoff.Merchants. co.scotland and is now used to keep the new turbines spinning at Foyers Pumped Storage Hydro plant about a quarter of a mile away. These power generators have to kick in at a moments notice if they want the thousands of pounds a minute that they charge when there is a shortfall in electricity.
The spawn of the devil was Thatcher. She privatised what every civilised society should have. Clean water and power and heat. Talking of devils I’m in the village that Aleister Crowley called home. Funny bloke he was but he could write. Jimmy Page bought his house. It can’t be all wrong here if the founder of Led Zeppelin thought it a good place to settle.
I was going to finish with a video clip but DALIANA has done it for me, not once but thrice (that’s a biblical word for three). Great videos but take time to look at her blog she is a highly competent and accomplished mistress of film, paint and crayon. She is an artist. A kindred spirit but for the fact I have Piss in front of Artist.
Have a great week.