Sometime during the wedding festivities of last night, a big
storm like a Nor’easter blew in. The weather on Friday morning could not have
been more different from Thursday, nor less amenable to outdoor activities.
the lawn on wedding day |
The lawn 20 hours later |
The wind was too strong for ferries to run and we were both
needing a rest day, so we spent almost the entire day in the amazingly cozy library, catching
up on work, blogs, and business while chatting with the other guests and
refereeing the games of Uno.
But Lucy and Drew can only sit still for long, so when the wind died down somewhat and the sun broke through intermittently, we ventured out to one of the trails that is accessible by foot from Raasay House.
Rugged Raasay shoreline and trail |
Spooky woods |
Drew wasn’t fully waterproof so when it started to rain again for real, he headed back halfway
around but I continued along the path.
A crofters house ruins. I really can’t imagine trying to
farm and feed a family here. It is windy and wet, and there was no such thing as
Gore-Tex or quick dry fabric. |
The evening’s activity during dinner was a "Burns night" featuring traditional Scottish haggis, neeps, and tatties, and poetry readings of Scottish poet Robert Burns' work performed by a few of the more eloquent wedding guests. More learning and fun for us.
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