Did you realise?
We are back now and the first of very few films exposed while away have been developed. In time I shall tell you about the RetroRide, the siege with armed policepersons, the family I had not met and the something else I may remember.
meanwhile, phone image:
This is the nearest proper harbour to home in the next village past Bac and everything. Tis Brevig and by all accounts not well thought of due to its dodgy design. The entrance to the this harbour means one has to be extremely careful not to land ones boat or rocks on one side of the narrow entrance and concrete on the other. It's not well thought of either as boats can be seen crashing against the harbour walls inn certain conditions.
I like to have a wander down there though looking and seeing, wondering and all. There is an active fishing scene over there.
And as it write we are just about to leave for dinner with friends in a house overlooking the harbour.
On one of my favourite tracks in the village looking out over the moors. Lovely - especially on the sunny days before the midges arrive.
I may be over-using the reto plastic camera atm. It's light and in the right conditions it works well. in less than ideal conditions it works. This snap was caught inside An Lanntair cafe/arts centre during a little conflab with ourselves and Mrs David.
They both float as it happens. The old tub of a fishing boat still just about working and the visiting sail training ship from Denmark looking lovely in the unexpected sunshine that day. The young sailors from Denmark brightening up the town here in their smart uniforms and bright smiles.
