Creel Boat Trip

What a fantastic day! We went out with Ian McWhinney on his fishing boat for a very educational, fun morning. Ian is a local fisherman that supplies shellfish to local buyers as well as the suppliers for major restaurants in London and on the continent. He and his wife also run a B & B and self catering cottages on Dry Island, a small privately owned island in Badachro Bay. Ian's family has been fishing these waters for generations.

We hopped on his boat and headed out to check the creels. He has approx. 900 in the loch and catches brown crab, velvet crab, prawns and many other sea creatures. Ian shared some of the history of the loch with us while in route and then we pulled up 2 sets of creels. In the first group, we found brown crab, velvet crab (devil crab), spiny starfish, cushion starfish, pipe fish, and a spider crab. In the second group we found langoustines, flounder and more starfish and crab. Ian was quick to point out the differences between each creature and showed us how he measures the shellfish to determine if they are keepers. He threw many back and said from a fisherman's perspective, he did not have a "good catch"; but for the Nicol family, we had a "brilliant" catch!

The boys loved being on the boat and asked Ian many questions. They loved picking up all the leftover bits of shell and shellfish on the boat to see what they'd found. Charlie really liked looking into the crates of live crab to check on them and see what they were doing. After Ian taught us about his fishing business, he toured a little more of the loch to tell us more history and then to search for seals. To our delight, he found a group soaking up the sun!

We could not have asked for a better way to spend a couple of hours on a holiday morning! Ian shared some of the catch with us so that we could have a feast tonight telling us how long to boil each crab and langoustine. Let me tell you, what a feast it was! The boys helped to prepare the boil and Ethan said it was a meal he would never forget. (even up there with his Uncle Chris' crawfish boils!)

Of course we had to sample the local fare on the way home so we had lunch in the bay at the Badachro Inn. Superb.

I knew Wednesday was looking up!

Update on Mac vs Mc

Still learning more each day. Here is a helpful article about the history of names.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patronymic

Tuesday

You know that book by David Wiesner, Tuesday? It's a brilliant book about frogs flying on lily pads and the adventures they have along the way. He uses illustrations to tell the story and when I read it to the boys, there seem to be great moments of pause as they take in the story and make it their own.

Well, today felt much like we were a family flying on lily pads floating through the hours of our Tuesday. We'd decided to drive around to the town of Poolewe and then up the coast of that peninsula to check things out. Scott loaded his bike along with Ethan and Christopher's, in hopes of finding a trail to try. One trail on the map looked interesting but we wanted to see it a little closer. Along the way, we ran into a rural Scottish traffic jam straight off a picture post card. We stopped to let the sheep pass (and the shepherd and dog) and then kept heading towards the tip of the peninsula.

When we arrived, there was really not much to see so we decided to drive back down and around the other side to see the lighthouse. (there is no road across the tip of the peninsula so you drive making a U)

And here is where our Tuesday changed course. Scott decided that he could meet us at the lighthouse if he rode his bike across this land that had no road. It also had no trail for that matter. We both had a cell signal and so off he went with his bike and the boys and I in the car. About an hour and a half later, I reached the last town before the lighthouse on the other side of the peninsula and we started up the lighthouse road. The lighthouse is currently a hostel with a few rooms and there were many signs that said the road and parking were just for those guests. I ignored these thinking Scott would be pretty tired and would like to get in the car and so off I went on this very skinny single track road. At many points along the way, I thought my car was going to straddle the road it was so small and the bridges were so scary that I held my breath when we crossed.

Many miles later we reached the lighthouse and sat in the car trying to reach Scott by phone. Since we were now so remote, I had no signal. I wouldn't let the boys get out of the car because the cliffs were so close, I didn't know if we were supposed to be there and frankly, I was really worried about Scott and too distracted to keep these little energetic boys away from the danger zones.

By now, I've studied the map over and over and decided there was no way Scott could reach us by cycle and that he would be better turning back the way he came. So, we turned around to drive this lovely wee road the opposite direction in hopes of a signal and word that Scott was okay.

Once I reached him, we discovered that he'd been carrying his bike and trekking through the mud. Therefore, he decided to turn around. We would then start to head back around the peninsula to meet him. The boys and I had seen this beautiful sandy beach on this side of the peninsula, and we were very tired of being in the car; so we stopped to stretch our legs knowing that Scott would be awhile.

We played in the surf (the boys waist high in the freezing water) and climbed on the rocks. The weather has been mild today (a blessing in hindsight) and it was so nice to be out in the fresh air. Check out the star fish we saw in the tidal pool. When we reached the main town on this side of the peninsula and were able to reach Scott by phone again, he said he had at least another hour and that he was still walking, his legs we're locking up, but that he was okay. Meanwhile, I'm thinking it's been 3 1/2 hours, he has one bottle of water, no food, it's 40 degrees out max and I am trying not to panic. He told me to take the boys to get something to eat and then to touch base.

So I did. The boys had chocolate cake and hot chocolate for lunch at a little cafe and then off we went to where I thought his current trail would lead him. Finally, after 5 hours of pause and prayer, he came flying around this curvy road on his bike. He was in one piece, he'd been riding for 100 yards, (after walking 9 miles sometimes in mud to his knees carrying his bike) he was thirsty, and tired.

We're back at the house, boys in the yard playing, Scott by the fire and I am thankful to be filling in the words of our Tuesday with Scott safe and sound.

Wednesday's looking better.

4 Seasons in One Day

Well, it seems that you may be sick of hearing me say this by the end of this week! It's hard to describe if you haven't experienced it first hand but it really makes you smile and scream in frustration at the same time!

We've had a wonderful day here in Wester Ross. We had a slow start and by the time we headed outside, it was positively miserable Scottish weather. We decided that it would be a day to explore the town of Ullapool, just north of here as there were a few things we wanted to check out in that area.

First, I had to dial the local Scallop Diver to see if she had any fresh ones. Denied. not big enough yet. She said she have some in a few months. Then called the Hydroponicum as we'd heard that you could tour and learn how they were growing "gorgeous" produce without soil. Denied. Due to unforeseen circumstances, they were no longer open to the public for tour. Okay, surely the day was going to look up. Even our children were doubting us at this time.

Nevertheless, we hit the road for Ullapool. At least a warm pub meal was a given. The coastal scenery along the was again, epic. Unbelievable. Mountains, rocks, pebble beaches, sandy beaches, twists and turns, huge goats; something to see out each window. As we began to cross the peninsula and head away from the coast, we gained elevation and the rain quickly turned to snow. Again, I will say, breathtaking. Vast open vistas with nothing in sight but hills covered in snow. I'd read in the guidebook about the Corrieshalloch Gorge and so we stopped along the way. It was a perfect place to play in the snow and to get soaking wet since we did not pack an extra pair of clothes for anyone! (remember, we were just hopeful for a good pub lunch, not outdoor play)

The gorge as described by Fodor's, " a river draining the high moors plunges 150 feet into a 200-foot-deep, thickly wooded gorge." There was a suspension bridge above the gorge which we crossed but did not linger on as it really gave me a fright and I'm not usually scared of heights. Something about looking that far, straight down, holding your three year old's hand, makes you a little edgy! We built snowmen on the way back to the car and had a great trek. The gorge is an absolute must see for anyone coming to this area.

On we went to Ullapool for fish and chips. It's a nice little fishing village and we enjoyed our lunch and our stroll around. The sun was out and no snow in sight except far away peaks by now-and we were only 10 miles from the snowmen!

On our drive home, the sun continued to shine and the snow had melted quite a bit through the mountains. We saw no less than 50 deer along the way and of course the sheep and goats too.

We spotted a sandy beach to go back to and made it home in time to play on the pebbles here. What a fantastic day in this land of 4 seasons in a day!

Loch Ewe

Spring break is here! Yippee, Yahoo! We have 2 weeks off from school and are spending the first week off in the NW corner of Scotland in a beach house on Loch Ewe.

We drove up on Saturday winding our way through the highlands. The scenery was absolutely breathtaking. Epic. Movie Set un-real. We passed many lochs and villages each with their own flavor and we experienced all four seasons along the drive. We could see the snow capped mountains and the roads wound through the hills and along the rivers. There were sheep everywhere (of course), highland cattle, deer (large ones) and a hawk. We saw castles, sailboats, fishing boats, and B & B's in every town and loch. For much of the drive, we were on single track roads (one lane with passing turn outs) and I was constantly saying, "slow down". Poor Scott. The trip took a little over 6 hours (that's far in Scotland driving time) and we arrived in the sunshine to the tiny fishing village, Aultbea, Mellon Charles on Loch Ewe. The house we've rented is out on the far end of the peninsula in a remote setting on the water.

The house is beautiful and and the setting is unbelievable. We are 100 yards from the water on a private pebble beach looking out at the peninsula across the loch. Loch Ewe is actually a sea loch so the waves are rough and the terrain is rugged. The coast is rocky and dramatic and we've been mesmerized by the view. We have experienced all four seasons since our arrival (hail, snow, sleet, rain, sun, wind) and have taken every opportunity to get outside and play. Everything is closed on Sunday so we had a nice day at the house playing on the rocks, in the yard, and playing board games and Legos when we needed to thaw out.

The pictures will be abundant so I'll try to post a few every day! (That's snow/hail in the rock picture which ahppened while we were outside!)

A Few Evenings Out

Last weekend, I attended the Prep 5 (Ethan's Grade) Mom's Night Out. It was a hoot. 35 women met at this tiny restaurant called the Cabin. The Cabin has apparently been around forever and I'm not really sure how anyone ever found it. It's located in a small neighborhood strip center with flats above and it is barely marked on the outside. Inside, there are tables crammed together to seat a total of 45 people so you can imagine what it was like to have 35 of those seats taken up by women who need to get out more often! The chatter and the laughter was out of control! There is one tiny kitchen and one tiny bathroom (the cabin is an old flat) and approx. 3 people who work there. Once the orders had been taken and the dinners served, this woman started ringing a dinner bell. She introduced herself as the singer and encouraged us all to sing along with her (as that is the Cabin way). She then proceeded to belt out bad show tunes and old songs. Now the story is that the lady that usually sings is gruff, has a terrible voice, knows it, doesn't care, and does not let you get away without joining in. Fun for all and my friends said it is a riot. This woman was so genteel and serious about her singing that she could not get us going and the harder she tried the more the giggles and chatter it produced. I really felt bad for her and for the 10 other people in the restaurant.

She was able to get a few people singing with tunes from the Sound of Music and Joesph and the Technicolor Dream Coat. I really had to laugh when she belted out "I'm So Excited" by the Pointer Sisters in her best Glaswegian accent! All in all it was a great night to meet other moms and have a good laugh. My friends kept assuring me that it was much more fun with the gruff lady but I thought it was pretty funny with the genteel one!

Then it was Ethan's turn for a night out. He was invited to a Birthday Party Disco for 3 of his Prep 5 classmates. At first he did not want to go, but when he found out most of his friends were going, he decided it might be fun. All 80 Prep 5 children were invited and I think about 60 attended. The party was at one of the Leisure Centres (gym/country club) and Ethan went with a friend then I went along later to join the other moms for a glass of wine before we picked them up. Again, it was a riot. When I first arrived (about an hour into the party) and had a peek into the disco, the genders were separated and the girls were dancing and the boys were sipping soda (and/or making soda mixtures) and watching the girls. The next time one of the moms went downstairs to check on them (there were other parents at the party), there was slow dancing! Then in the final minutes of the party everyone was dancing and having a great time! Ethan had a blast and was sore the next day from doing "the worm". I wish I had pictures.

Easter in Dunbar

We were so fortunate to be invited to join our friends, the Waddells, at their beach house in Dunbar for part of the Easter weekend. Dunbar is a beach town just about half an hour from Edinburgh on the East coast of Scotland.

The boys were out of school Friday and Monday; Scott was off work both days, so we enjoyed having that nice long weekend! The Waddells were heading to York, England Friday and Saturday so we kept their beautiful Irish Setter Apollo. It was so nice to have a dog around and we had good weather so the dog walks were pleasant!

On Saturday morning we slowly made our way East and stopped at a few beach towns and parks along the way. It was really cold and windy but so nice to be close to the sea. We then met the Waddells in time for dinner in Dunbar. Dinner was at this great restaurant in an old house and given that we were arriving with 6 little boys, they gave us a dining room all to ourselves!

Sunday morning we played on the beach before church (a first on Easter Sunday for the Nicols) and enjoyed making sand castles and collecting sea creatures and shells. The beach had rocky areas and sandy areas. The older boys wanted to get close to the water so they climbed out over the rocks to feel the sea spray.

We then enjoyed the local Episcopal church service where they'd hidden chocolate throughout the church for the 5 children (our three included) there! Weren't our boys thrilled with this tradition! And to top it off, a little chocolate cake and chocolate biscuits in the back of the church after the service!

That afternoon, after a quick Easter Egg Hunt in the house, the Waddells took us to Cove Harbor which is a wonderful secluded cove that has just 3 houses and a beautiful beach. It really was picture postcard beautiful. You have to go through a tunnel to get to the beach and there are no roads to reach these houses which makes it that much more spectacular! Ethan's goal was to see how close he could get to the break walls without getting soaked. In one picture you'll notice he's hanging on an eye-hook in the rock (I assume for boat tie up) and jumping up when the waves came in! The sea was quite rough that day but we loved the sight and sound of the waves crashing on the rocks.

We enjoyed a nice relaxing evening at their house and the boys loved being with the 3 Waddell boys. Monday included one more trip to a different beach and then we packed up to head home. It was such a great weekend and we loved every minute!

PS. It was snowing on our way home!