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  1. Beekay: The John O'groats trail volunteers have built a small footbridge over the burn, which is where I stood to take the picture. If I can persuade SWMBO to part with one of her photos I will post a picture of the footbridge alater.
  2. The next item of interest on the walk is Berriedale. Berriedale Braes are a pair of notorious hills either side of the village of Berriedale. At the bottom is a tiny harbour and to the north is a hairpin bend that frequently closes the road as articulated lorries get stuck on it. It is the only non-single track road into and out of Caithness so everything goes up it. Closure usually lasts for a couple of hours whilst the recovery vehicles remove the lorries. Work has begun on taking the road around the cemetery in order to remove the hairpin bend. The Berriedale roadworks: Langwell house - the estate hub: The two harbour navigation towers. Formerly used to guide boats into the narrow harbour:
  3. These photos show the area around Badbea village and the conditions in which the families lived. Bear in mind that this is high summer and winter is a little bleaker! Cliffs at Badbea: The wall built by the families. They lived on the seaward side to the left of the picture:
  4. Badbea village ruins: Inside the same house: The monument to the families:
  5. A little further along the coast is the abandoned village of Badbea. People were removed from their homes in the straths by landlords and forcibly resettled in places like this in order to make way for sheep in the late 18th and early 19th centuries. The period is known in Scotland as "The Highland Clearances". People at Badbea were forced to build a stone wall near the cliffs and live on the seaward side of the wall. It is said that they had to tether their children to prevent them from falling over the cliffs in winter. In 1851 there were still 60 peoplel living here but by 1903 the village had been completely abandoned and many had fled to the New World to make a better life for themselves. One family member returned at a later date and built the monument (seen in these photos) to the sufferring of the families. Approaching Badbea - the most southerly of the houses in the village: How about this for a lonely house? You can't see the remainder of the village from here but you can get the idea of what it must have been like to live here:
  6. Last Thursday saw us off on yet another coastal section of the John O'Groats trail. At the end of our walk we went to the little café in Berriedale, where we met a young girl from New Zealand who was walking from Land's End to John O'Groats using the road as little as possible. It turned out that she had been about half an hour in front of us on our walk and she was having a wash and brush-up in the café as we arrived. She was wild-camping and we were able to give her some tips on the best places to pitch the tent between Berriedale and John O'Groats. She will be on her way home by now I should think. Anyrode up, I will post some pictures a couple at a time in order to try and fool whatever is deleting my photos soon after posting The first thing we came to was Ousdale Broch. An Iron Age fortified roundhouse with walls three feet thick and chambers within the walls. Originally standing up to about 25ft high these brochs appear to have been a symbol of power. They are confined to the north of Scotland and are not found elsewhere. Ousdale broch: Ousdale gorge - the first obstacle to be negotiated: Ousdale burn at the bottom of the gorge:
  7. Beekay: The islanders were scraping a subsistence living off the near infertile island. As time moved on they, like other people, wanted a little more from life. Many moved just across the water to live near mainland relatives, some of whom still live in the district to this day.
  8. Anyone ever do owt daft? Back in 1970 I had a friend who lived on RAF Sculthorpe. He had an old Mars Bar Viva that was making a bit of a racket from the back end somewhere. I went into the boot and hung over the back listening for the noise whilst he drove up and down the runway! Took a few runs but eventually we located the fault.
  9. Found the culprit. I think it is a Sentinel D12 0-8-0 that I was thinking of. I was a trainee at Moorgreen during l;ate 1969 and these are the locos I remember.
  10. Thanks Notty, I thought they might have had a D9500 class 0-6-0 shunter. All I can remember is the centre cab.
  11. Does anyone recall the type of diesel locos used to ship coal from Moorgreen colliery to the main line during the late 1960s?
  12. Hi gang. Katyjay has asked me to post this image for her so here goes........... Sorry I don't have a location but I'm sure she will add it soon.
  13. Wot...has the climate changed again?!
  14. Until recently if we had a plume of high pressure move up from Africa, bringing a spell of hot weather, it made for a good summer. These days if we have the same it has to be reported as the disastrous effects of "Climate Change". Why are we not allowed to simply enjoy the weather whilst it lasts without having to submit to the misery of the doom-and-gloom merchants? I, for one, am taking full advantage of the good summer - we've had three really nice days up here in Caithnness so far this year and I intend to enjoy every single day of fine weather we have whilst I can.
  15. So here's me, smart phone, no fancy gadgets to go wrong in my basic car, second-hand computer the size of a small planet and books for reference. Grow my own veg and soft fruits, brew my own beer and cook from scratch every day and listen to Radio Caroline daily. What a boring old fart I must be!
  16. Mee too, LL. I can't hear anything over 2KHz. that's the main reason why I haven't bothered fixing the better speakers.
  17. My linton's are in the loft - just waiting for me to change one bass speaker..... maybe one day I will get one of those Round Tuit thingies.
  18. Currenlty re-readingn Boy Soldiers of the GReat War by Richard Van Emden. Great read, full of facts.
  19. The other Waharefddale Ditton is across the room, Col. I bought them to use as spares for my broken Lyntons but never got around to replacing the speakers in the latter - still have them though.
  20. Had one for 13yrs Beekay. Nearly lost it this year - they planned to close but relented after several months of uncertainty.
  21. Opposite platform, level crossing and front of house grass cut; spinach sown and peas transplanted. Time for a shower and a pint at Wetherspoons.........
  22. I have no idea why my photos are disappearing. I can't see them now either. I will post a link to my Isle of Stroma photos so that you can see them. I have put brief captions on the "Information" section to the upper right of the photos. To see the information click the first photo and you should go to the individual photo and information section. It is diffiuclt to obtain permission to visit this island these days but I was lucky ennough to get a place on a special trip organised by a local camera club. The island's owner (William Simpson) is also the skipper of our little boat. Isle of Stroma - abandoned for over half a century.
  23. Worra day! Back online after a week of no internet and have to report thunder and lightning. Hope it doesn't bugg*r the line up again. Went walkabout last Sunday on the long-abandoned isle of Stroma. Spent most of today going through photos trying to find a couple of half-decentt ones to post. Watch the ""Out and about" topic over the weekend for some pictures.
  24. I was trawling through some photos this morning when I came across this enterprising lad from April 2016. It was taken whilst on a fishing trip with him out to the mouth of the Halahin River that separates Gambia from Senegal:
  25. A winter walk in central Caithness: The end of the road A bend in the river. See the ice in the water on the bend? It is "Pancake Ice" and forms when freezing water swirls around an ice particle. See the photo after this one for closer views of Pancake Ice. Pancake Ice: Another look at the Pancake Ice SWMBO in the wilderness A footbridge at Dirlot And finally - Me!