We went to see the red kites at Argaty farm, Doune. It was pretty foggy so we couldn't see them in detail but we could see their silhouettes and hear their calls http://www.argatyredkites.co.uk/home1.html
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Jan & Feb - gone in a blur!
We went to see the red kites at Argaty farm, Doune. It was pretty foggy so we couldn't see them in detail but we could see their silhouettes and hear their calls http://www.argatyredkites.co.uk/home1.html
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Scottish Christmas & Hogmanay
Michael spent the week before Christmas in Somerset with his brother and family - I don't know what they did to him but he came back missing England! I was working, cat-sitting Charlie and had a pre-Xmas meal with friends where we all anonymously bought a present for about £2-3 for a randomly picked person at the party- the 'Secret Santa' gift. It's amazing how inventive some people were at finding a gift for that price- I ended up buying chocolate! Sergi did a impromptu Santa appearance dressed in Halloween left-overs!
The first few days of our 2 weeks off I slept. A lot. I was either exhausted from work or from the virus we all caught but with differing effects and severity - Micahel got in much worse than I did and my dad and sister had it for months.
Xmas Eve in a very noisy pub- me, Sonia & Toni
We drove over to mum and dad's on Xmas day in time for Xmas dinner around 3pm so that we wouldn't leave Charlie for too long on his own as this would be only the 2nd time we'd ever left him alone over night (I had had a sneaky trial run while Michael was on hols). Both Sarah & Kate were there with their families and also Dan and Ruben's dad was there too (well we make sacrifices for the children...). I think I had drunk more than I'd realised the night before and felt somewhat hungover...
Summit of Craighorn, a we hill near the village of Alva, 29 Dec 08 - cold but beautifully sunny
When mum and dad moved from Hull up to Scotland over 40 years ago people still worked on Christmas day and post was delivered on the 25th too- it didn't used to be a holiday although dad used to take it as annual leave. Of course, now most things shut on Xmas day and sometimes on Boxing Day. Apparently in 1583 the Presbyterian Church suppressed the observation of Christmas in Scotland because there are no biblical references to Christmas celebrations. The Church of Scotland continued to discourage the celebration of Christmas into the 20th century. Hogmanay (December 31) was traditionally a much bigger holiday and celebration which is why it's still such a big deal in Scotland today. We have the 1st and 2nd January as bank holidays not just the first as in England. I remember feeling New Year in England was a real anti-climax compared to up here where at midnight all the people around you- strangers too - give you a kiss and wish you happy new year and there's a real party.
By 29th December we felt revived enough after illness etc to go on a short hill walk which turned out to be longer than expected- we were following the route in a new book of local walks we got for Xmas but had to cut it short as it would've beee dark before we finished it at the rate we were going! It does get dark very early in winter up here- around 4pm.
On New Year's day we went for the traditional walk - we had gorgeous sunshine and cold crisp weather so we went up a small local hill from where we could see every man and his dog up Dunyat Hill opposite! A friend made the mistake of going up there that day and posted her photos on Facebook, one of which I've nicked to show you! Last new year 's day it was foggy all day with torrential rain- when Michael had the vomiting virus so I walked around Stirling and Bridge of Allan alone just to get some air.

Friday, December 5, 2008
Trampoline Queens
We learnt some of the basic moves and struggled with the more complicated ones which the coach made look easy. If I want to continue in January I'm going to have to sign up as a full fee -paying member of the community and make sure I work in Stirling on Friday!
These photos made me laugh a lot- I hope you enjoy them too!
Winter Snow & New Commute
I’m based in a refurbished building near the Meadows, a large park, and share a nice sunny office with views across the hills and nearby buildings including the old Royal infirmary – my room mates are an Australian and a Russian research fellow who both seem very friendly and willing to share their coffee (always a nice bonus)!
The uni is right on the city near cafes and shops - totally unlike Stirling uni which is a beautiful green campus but a bit isolated from shops etc. I like the buzz of the city and did a wee bit of exploring one lunchtime and spotted a few independent cafés I’m going to try. I suppose the down side is that I’ll be tempted to spend money in the shops – lots of funky clothing and shoe shops!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Autumn in Scotland
We had a lovely autumn with amazing colours on the trees as you can see in the photo below taken in the woods between Bridge of Allan and Dunblane.
Perth and beyond
We had a drive up through Perth and Blairgowrie one weekend exploring since Michael had a job interview up that way and we wanted to check out where the office was. We found the oddly named village of Stanley where the intevriew would be- a small somewhat depressing village north of Perth then went on up through the lovely back roads towards Dunkeld where we sat in the car and had our lunch since it was wet. On the way we saw 2 red squirrels feeding on beech nuts- one ran in front on the car but we were going slowly so stopped to watch it. They are quite a lot smaller than grey squirrels and apparently that is one of the reasons they are making a come back in places- pine martens prey on squirrels but the fatter, heavier greys can't escape to the ends of thin branches where pine martens cannot follow in the way that the lighter reds can. We also saw a large flock of red-legged partridge feeding in a field which then took fright and flew over our car.
We had a brief drive around Blairgowrie (close to Glen Shee ski area and known for its raspberries) which used to be known for having the highest rate of crime per head in Scotland (largely because of vandalism and anti-social behaviour by a particular group of residents) - it wasn't the most attractive or uplifting place so we moved on. On our way back south on the A93 we passed the enormous beech hedge - the tallest in the world. It's called the The Meikleour Beech Hedge, and is 600 m long and 30 m high - it was in spectacular bronze autumn colour.
Hallowe'en Party
Having just been on a trip home to spain, Roser had brought back lots of lovely food with her including some traditional Catalan cakes, vatious cured meats (which I didn't eat of course) and delicious Manchego cheese which I love!
There must've been about 25 people there at its busiest and almost everyone came in costume- those that didn't were taken to the bedroom for a make-over involving lots of face paint! We started in a very civilised manner which eventually deteriorated into party games both inside and outside in the communal back garden around 3am - a sort of egg and spoon race. I can imagine the neighbours weren't too impressed with us clomping up and down the stairwell and shrieking out in the garden.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Aviemore Again
I hadn’t realised that those bikes have no brakes!
The last time I was here was in June when the weather was glorious. As we bumped up the wet, muddy, pot-holed track, we heard the underside of the car scraping on the road and we startled a buzzard. We ended up parking a few hundred yards from the cottage since the tyres were skidding in the mud. All Michael’s hard work washing the car was wasted! The rain stopped for long enough for us to get all our food, bags and bedding out of the car and to bring in some firewood from the shed.
The cottage on Guislich Farm, Rothiemurchus estate peeking out from behind the trees
In the summer, the cottage’s water tank remains full and there’s no need to drain the system as you need to do in winter in case of frost/ ice bursting the pipes. I was annoyed we’d just missed the summer season by a week as we needed to work out how to turn the water on, and fill the tank which took us 30 minutes of following convoluted instructions and references to non-existent red taps! Draining it when we left took even longer!
Our first day was spent settling in, lighting the stove, preparing chilli for dinner and a wee trip into nearby Aviemore when luckily the rain had stopped and we could wander round. The horrible metallic scraping under the car was worse on the way back down the track so we had a detour via the mechanic’s where he found a redundant bent piece of metal and removed it – we were relieved it wasn’t something serious.
We decided to make the most of the good weather and go up the mountain to the top of Cairn Gorm which I had done in June. The Cairngorms have a unique environment, which is described as ‘alpine semi-tundra moorland’, meaning there are many rare plants, birds and animals. The highest, coldest and snowiest plateaux in the British Isles are here along with five of the six highest mountains in Scotland including Cairn Gorm (the blue cairn).The area also has a primeval forest, one of the last in Britain, called the Caledonian Forest.
The wind near the top was really strong and bitterly cold. On the way up Michael spotted a pair of ptarmigan on the rocks right next to us (have a look here: http://www.rspb.org.uk/wildlife/birdguide/name/p/ptarmigan/index.asp) – I hadn’t seen them so he spoke to tell me at which point they took fright and flew off, too quick for me to take a photo but I got a good view. They were in their ‘in between’ plumage which is part white and part brown so they blend in with the rocks and pockets of snow- very clever.
We popped into the village afterwards for a coffee at a place recommended by a walker we’d met on the way down Cairn Gorm- the Mountain Café – I know they use organic produce but, frankly, £5.50 for a bowl of porridge and £5 for a cafetiere of coffee is taking the mic!
We also popped over to Loch Garten, which apparently is the best place in the UK to view ospreys, but we had just missed them as they’d migrated the week before – though I am still convinced I saw one over a smaller loch on our way there.
It was lovely to escape from TVs, computers and Gameboys etc for a few days and we spent our evenings cooking, eating chatting and playing games of cards, yahtzee and Tantrix (a new game a bit like a more complicated version of dominoes courtesy of my friend Cat).
