Sunday August 24th
Tired and yucky, but had a good sleep last night for the first in a long time. Went to bed at 9:30, was asleep by 10:30, woke up at 1:30 for about an hour but fell back to sleep and didn't get up until 7:30. I really needed that.
Had a very slow morning. Matt and Christina went out for a walk, while I had a soak in the tub. I stayed in most of the day, watching Christina work on the eye of the god covering for me, and sorting some beads that had escaped from their containers. That was about what I was good for.
I went over next door to the Sinclair Study Center with Matt, admiring the lovely room and wonderful collection of books. I could have stayed there looking at the books and maybe even getting some good research done for far too many hours, but after only a short time lassitude overcame me, and I returned to our house.
The cat, Smudge, came over to visit and slept in the bothy in the back and after bothering him a couple of times by sticking my face in his warm fur and rubbing his head, I woke him to offer him some sausage, which he tried to appreciate but spurned and left us.
Finally in late afternoon Christina suggested another walk, and we headed off. First Christina was mugged by the ponies for some carrots she'd brought along when she saw them by the gate.
|The three ponies mugging Christina for carrots.
Then we headed out along the cliffs to Sinclair and Girnigoe castles again, where alas we found that the film crew Ian Sinclair had said would be there were still filming (we'd seen a crowd coming out just before we got there, so assumed it was all over). They preferred we not go in the castle, or at least not make any noise, so after a brief chat with Ian Sinclair who had come in on his 4 by 4 accompanied by Brutus/Slip, we wandered instead to the far side of the next geo, where we could admire the sky and the sea and the castle. There we sat for a long time, watching the most amazing clouds (a section pulled by high winds, a band being pushed along by the blue sky that followed) and the sea come in lovely over the rocks, and the sun hit the castle and make shadows of the sea stacks.
|View of Sinclair and Girnigoe Castles, with the lighthouse to the right.
|The shadow of a sea stack giant stares at the bigger stack which holds up Christina and me.
Eventually we came back to see Matt and have dinner, and then to watch videos of the coast and of the Sinclair's castles taken by helicopter. Really gorgeous views.