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.

stream

 

There's a fine stream down this way. Or it might be that way. Anyway it's here for you to see to save you the bother of going looking for it. Just as well since it is blowing a minor hooli and you might end up in the Minch. Our island ferry is on the Minch somewhere tucked up against the wind and afraid to go out to play in the breeze. Our guest may well be staying longer than he thought. Ah well, he is a nice chap so that's ok.

tri-x

 

I used this film [gifted by secret Shaun] before. I didn't like it. No idea why since this snap I took over the festival of over consumption turned out just dandy.  Perhaps I got the exposure wrong  before or the development or something. I shot this at 800 and sloshed it about in Rodinal, like I do.

It's a nice lit snap of pal Colin from Engerland here for a break with Coelyne over on the west side. This was in Vatisker at artist Christine's gaff. It was Coelyne's birthday bash - lovely food, great company and pass the imaginary parcel. 

Yes the camera was af, which just as well since at thee moment my eyes not as sharp as the could be.

But I am back

apologies

 Had a short but necessary sojourn in the local hospital for a slew of test and more test to figure out why I'd been dribbling [more than usual]. Turns out I have had a stroke. All okish now thanks to our fine NHS and the local staff therin. 

I might even get out with a camera soonish.

boat

 

We used to have a little boat here - well, parked in Stormoway most of the time either out on a free mooring or else snuggled up in the harbour marina. We gave the thing away in the end. We did use the tub quite a bit in the outer harbour and down the coast of the island but in the end the upkeep did us in. Scraping the barnacles off and repainting bottom was too much. Then the flippin outboard played up and that was that.

Still fun times were had as you see here.

crests

 

The sheeps were following their crofter dad down to what they thought might be food. Only it wasn't to be, they were just being led to another part of this croft. 

The cemetry road was my route coming back from one of my strolls. The trouble with this road is that it seems never ending as you stroll back up. It presents false crests all the way dashing my hopes of the celebratory cup of tea till I eventually reached home.

Again, this is a Perkeo/kentmere snap.

6x6

 

I am so lucky to have both Bronica and a Hassie but I must admit the 6x6 camera I use most is the little and old Perkeo. A Voigtlander of this parish and used by me for many years. It did get soaked on an ill fated hike up the Clisham, sand in its workings on Traigh Mhor beach and I had to disable to double exposure preventer but it is still a fine camera.

Used Kentmere 200 @ 400 and miscalculated Rodinal development for this !