Island Life (Dan's Diary) - Winter 2005
| Dan Boothby has been living and working on Eilean Bàn for over
a year, acting as warden and helping maintain the island, looking after both the guests and
wildlife. Dan's work has made a huge contribution to the Trust and the welfare of the island.
Here we reproduce some articles that Dan has submitted for the
Friends of Eilean Bàn newsletter, reflecting on different aspects of
the unique life he has been living. Our sincere thanks to Dan for allowing us to use these, and for his time and efforts.
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57º 16' 42.92N; 5º 44' 20.42W
We’ve had a good summer here. Lots of sunny days and warm
weather. The dastardly midges were about though, and trying to
do any gardening with the wee bitey things flying around your
ears and getting up your nose and under your collar can be very
irritating to say the least. But midges don’t like the cold,
and now – hurray – they’ve all gone away (until next summer at
any rate). If you managed to come and visit the island this
year then I’m pleased and I hope you had an interesting time,
and if you didn’t – well…come and visit soon. There’s a lot to
see here and it’s not often you get to see inside a lighthouse.
Summer is over and the winter is upon us. We’ve put out the
birdfeeders, both for peanuts and for seed, and occasionally we
put out bread and jam for the pine marten (pine martens love
jam but they don’t like marmalade – they leave the orange peel
but eat everything else) and I occasionally throw a slice of
old bread up into the air for the seagulls to fight over. It’s
very interesting to watch how seagulls start to fly in from
miles around as soon as they get the whiff of good food being
given away.
Winter here is full of drama. The other night there was a
very strong gale. The wind rattled the chimneypots and was so
loud as it howled around the house that I had to telephone a
friend and then pull open the front door to let her listen to
the wind raging outside. It was a shame that it was at night as
it meant it was too dark to see the white horses galloping
along the loch and watch the high waves. And I wondered where
the little birds that keep me company on my wanderings around
the island go when the wind is so strong that it’s powerful
enough to blow me off my feet. I felt lucky to be able to stay
warm and snug inside the house, and later the sound of the rain
drumming on the windowpanes sent me off to sleep. It’s good to
spend as much time as possible outside in the fresh air, but
sometimes it’s better to stay indoors. The day after the storm
was almost windless and the sea was flat calm and there was a
blue cloudless sky over the Cuillin Mountains away in Skye.
That night the stars shone bright above my head like a cobweb
full of dew and a full moon cast a beam of light from the end
of the loch to this little island. It was very beautiful and I
felt lucky to be here to see such a thing.
It rains quite often up here, but not often all day.
Sometimes it will rain for about ten minutes and the next thing
you know its bright sunshine again. When it rains and then
shines like this we get beautiful rainbows. One day there was a
double rainbow right over the island. When I was little I used
to believe that there really was a pot of gold to be found at
the end of a rainbow. But after a few times getting stuck in
bogs and marshes and muddy fields while looking for the gold I
don’t search anymore. There are seven colours in a rainbow. You
can learn what they are by remembering the sentence ‘Richard of
York Gave Battle in Vain’
(RED-ORANGE-YELLOW-GREEN-BLUE-INDIGO-VIOLET). A few days ago we
had hail here and the tops of the mountains in the far distance
across the loch now have white tops to them. We’ve not had snow
yet, but it’s coming…
Now that the clocks have gone forward it starts to get dark
around 4 o’clock up here. But then in the summer it doesn’t get
dark sometimes until 11 o’clock at night. The weather forecast
is for more rough seas and high winds and chilly nights. Today
I sat outside the house and drank a cup of tea and watched
fishing boats come racing back to port from the fishing grounds
far away in the Outer Hebrides. The fishermen will be pleased
to be tucked up at home with their families in warm houses
rather than tossed about in a cold and damp boat in the middle
of an angry green sea. Winter up here is a time for being snug.
So long and have a great Christmas,
Dan Boothby - Winter 2005
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