St Kessogs

I went back to visit St Kessogs to take some 'after' photos. Here is one. It's counterpart is below.


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Taigh Chombaich

I am part of a small team assembled to repair the worst parts of old estate walls. From small holes like this:

before

after

To longer stretches like this:
















We have been here a few weeks now but about a month ago saw a v-shaped skein of large geese more than 50 strong flying and honking overhead. With a sudden shift in perspective we realised that they were not geese at all but swans. My knowledge of such like is thin, but Edgar a' Chuimreach chuimseach thought they were likely Bewick swan, once called Eala bheag in these parts, returning to Siberia for the summer.

Greigh Chille Mhanachan

One icy morning this January a car slid off the road and through the dyke - right beside that telegraph pole. It was not the first such incident here. Buried six inches in the mud at the same spot were the dials of a motorbike held together like enormous specacles on a rusty bow of iron. 20 some metres of dyke were in a sorry state from these and other accidents.


It's wet. The wettest part of the field.





But the company is good.These Dales ponies stayed away from me for most of the day. It was a day with some nasty wintry squalls so I was head down, hood up and hat pulled low. I didn't hear them when they eventually came late in the afternoon. How long she was there I don't know but she slowly pushed her head forward until it was on my shoulder. I still didn't notice her so she gave a big snort. Nearly gave me a bloody heart attack.

Coming back here gave me the chance to take some pictures of work I did at the end of last summer. I will put them up later.