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16km (10 miles) of this connects us to a road that leads to civilization |
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View from my caravan as the rain set in on Thursday evening |
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View on a better day |
We are kind of on the third major headland up the Sound.
The shrouded hill is across the water from me looking back towards town.
Hills with their shoulders draped in cloud like a casually worn ermine wrap seem to be a common feature here especially on clear mornings - this sort of thing
Speaking of ermine, I have introduced myself to the local woman who manages the bait stations and trap lines around here. It is an initiative to try and control the numbers of introduced mammals that predate our native ground dwelling (flightless) birds and their eggs. I'm now apprenticed as second-junior-under-assistant trap-baiter. I could even double my pay in a month if I show promise.
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Ermine |
Twice times nothing is...🫤
(We don't have civilised past times like a bowling green or tennis courts out here and the local entertainment seems to be sea-fishing or pig-hunting. The kinds of sports that need big boats and tough dogs. Trapping insignificant things like weasels is ..... well you finish the sentence🤔🙄)
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteReminiscent of the Scotland's high west coast... with a touch of the Appalachian thrown in! It is one of the conundrums of life that great beauty tends to come with sharp edges... YAM xx
How incredibly beautiful. Worth all that hard work to make that slice of heaven your own.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny to think that we sold up and moved into town for our retirement and you are doing the opposite!
It could be Ireland or Scotland. You should open a bar.
ReplyDeleteSomebody should. Fancy a new career?
DeleteBeautiful, wild land. Good luck in your new career . . . may you soon have enough ermine for a cape of your own . . . 😑
ReplyDeleteTrapping insignificant things is vital...
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