winter fuel

 

Not everyone cuts peat up here for fuel.  In fact fewer and fewer peeps do. Some like these where we often get our eggs from use wood. And gas probably.

All trix film which I must admit is rather nice.

 

1600

 

Feb already.

I had a Minolta A3 camera from the year of my birth loaded with Kentmere 400 and rated at 1600 which needed to be used up. I surprised myself by developing it in Rodinal 1:25 and had some nice images. Like this one from the crofter's [doon the roads] dental lab. I should use this camera more ooften only, it does weigh a great deal.

towards Cromor

 Lovely and everything.

Always lovely going down there.

Except when it's icy or something.

It's all up hill from here

 

It feels like it anyway.

It's cold and windy but at least the sun is shining. 

Here is the road up then down to my good pal William's place in South Lochs. It is the most wonderful area although the roads are somewhat tortuous at times. I think it#s there anyway. looks like his road - a first gear approach and what have you.

we have a tree place

 

Not really sure if it is a wood or a forest. I do know there are trees as this is they depicted above. Lady Matheson, her of the drug baron husband helped plant the tress after importing soil as ballast in hubby's ships. not sure if they imported the rhododendrons that invaded the castle grounds but thankfully they have been temporally controlled.

The Tri-x handled the view with admirable something. Having said that I'm not really sure what I should be looking of in a film. It works well, develops easily and captures what I point the camera at rather well. So does HP5 though.

I think this is what one is meant to do

 

The sun was there as was the bus shelter.

HP5+

In other news; I'm feeling somewhat better after my recent hospital stay and the German visitor made it off the island on the ferry before the next storm rolled in. Thankfully, the wind has now died down and quietude and returned.

these two

 

Ken and Moni making sure we leave their premises and looking rather startled after the on-camera flash [I was using a nearly modern camera at the time] went off rather unexpectedly.  Moni and Ken live over there on that penninsula of land that sticks out a bit on the other side of this here bay where ships come to shelter in the storms. It's called Point or An Rubha or even the Eye peninsula  [the land that is] and I notice Wikki or whatever it is doesn't even mention them which is terribly remiss as they are by all/most accounts, notable peeps.