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moss 2897 posts |
Feb 28, 2015, 11:02
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Robert Macfarlane has been putting pen to paper once more, and also collecting words in this fascinating article, collecting words is a passion for him, so if you have found any strange terms in your wanderings send it to him... http://www.theguardian.com/books/2015/feb/27/robert-macfarlane-word-hoard-rewilding-landscape favourites; eawl-leet = dusk, lit 'owl-light' (lancashire) grimlins = the night hours around midsummer when dusk blends into dawn (Orkney). Snow bones = long thin patches of snow still lying after a thaw (Yorks)
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Howburn Digger 986 posts |
Feb 28, 2015, 11:39
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I live a few hundred yards from where Christopher Murray Grieve (Hugh MacDiarmid) lived out his days at Brownsbank. He unashamedly utilised Jameson's. http://www.scotsdictionary.com/ Like Douglas Young and many others, MacDiarmid was inspired by the infinite expression in local dialects. Robert MacFarlane is another fellow traveller finding delight and inspiration in this rich furrow. In years langsyne (afore I wisnae sae much buckled as deid-doun) I used tae wander in Knoydart wae my auld scunner Frazer. He took a dauner doon the Craw Road last year. I miss him ower much at times. Ah still hae mind o' pitchin' oor tent in the larach o' a clearance hoose. We kinnelt up a fire in the lee o' the broken dyke and sipped drams in the how-dum-deid wae a' the stars keekin' doon at us. Ye could still tell that even efter 250 years that thone wee larach hud aince been a gairden tae somebody an' their faimlie. Their auld tummled wa's geid us shelter on a nicht when we needed it. We kipped at Sourlie's the next nicht.
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tjj 3606 posts |
Edited Feb 28, 2015, 13:28
Feb 28, 2015, 12:06
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Moss, I'm sure that is in his about to be released book 'Landmarks'. It was discussed earlier in the year on this thread after I came across a proof copy in the Devizes Book Shop (for £1). I've now given that copy away and dropped several hints ... as want the properly edited version. I think you would enjoy it Moss.
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moss 2897 posts |
Feb 28, 2015, 17:54
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tjj wrote: Moss, I'm sure that is in his about to be released book 'Landmarks'. It was discussed earlier in the year on this thread after I came across a proof copy in the Devizes Book Shop (for £1). I've now given that copy away and dropped several hints ... as want the properly edited version. I think you would enjoy it Moss. Well I'm sure the article in the Guardian is a precursor to the 'Landmarks' book which is coming out on the 5th March, in less than a week's time tjj. But I shall probably buy it, when it gets a tad cheaper.
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tiompan 5758 posts |
Feb 28, 2015, 19:22
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Ah still hae mind o' pitchin' oor tent in the larach o' a clearance hoose. We kipped at Sourlie's the next nicht.[/quote] Strathan ? Youv'e gien me itchy feet .
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Howburn Digger 986 posts |
Mar 01, 2015, 10:44
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tiompan wrote: Ah still hae mind o' pitchin' oor tent in the larach o' a clearance hoose. We kipped at Sourlie's the next nicht. Strathan ? Youv'e gien me itchy feet .[/quote] Aye that'll be the place. Either that or Carnoch. Or A Chuil. Ah hae mind o' aince stummlin alang a FC track an pitchin the tent oan it, we were that scunnert , it was pitch black and we couldnae fin' the bothy - we woke the next mornin an there wiz smoke comin oot the chimney fae A Chuil, we'd missed it by aboot a hunner yairds! Next day we louped up Sgurr Na Ciche (baith taps). Ah still hae aislings o' thone trips. The happiest days.
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tiompan 5758 posts |
Mar 01, 2015, 12:23
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Howburn Digger wrote: tiompan wrote: Ah still hae mind o' pitchin' oor tent in the larach o' a clearance hoose. We kipped at Sourlie's the next nicht. Strathan ? Youv'e gien me itchy feet . Aye that'll be the place. Either that or Carnoch. Or A Chuil. Ah hae mind o' aince stummlin alang a FC track an pitchin the tent oan it, we were that scunnert , it was pitch black and we couldnae fin' the bothy - we woke the next mornin an there wiz smoke comin oot the chimney fae A Chuil, we'd missed it by aboot a hunner yairds! Next day we louped up Sgurr Na Ciche (baith taps). Ah still hae aislings o' thone trips. The happiest days.[/quote] That's (although I havnae visited in years ) the great thing aboot A Chuil , availability of wood . Astonishing how Bothy days are often seen as the happiest ones .
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Howburn Digger 986 posts |
Mar 01, 2015, 17:17
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tiompan wrote: Howburn Digger wrote: tiompan wrote: Ah still hae mind o' pitchin' oor tent in the larach o' a clearance hoose. We kipped at Sourlie's the next nicht. Strathan ? Youv'e gien me itchy feet . Aye that'll be the place. Either that or Carnoch. Or A Chuil. Ah hae mind o' aince stummlin alang a FC track an pitchin the tent oan it, we were that scunnert , it was pitch black and we couldnae fin' the bothy - we woke the next mornin an there wiz smoke comin oot the chimney fae A Chuil, we'd missed it by aboot a hunner yairds! Next day we louped up Sgurr Na Ciche (baith taps). Ah still hae aislings o' thone trips. The happiest days. That's (although I havnae visited in years ) the great thing aboot A Chuil , availability of wood . Astonishing how Bothy days are often seen as the happiest ones .[/quote] They were very carefree days. I didn't even have a car back then (nor did my pal). We got buses and hitched everywhere. And walked. Boy did we walk! No mobile phones. Wet boots, stinky feet, hard boards to sleep on. Olympic snorers. Arduous trans-Knyoydart treks with ratty and mousey bothies to kip in. Meeting decent fellow travellers as well as the odd psychopath and weirdo. On one epic trek in beautiful Highland weather we climbed Ladhar Bheinn en-route to the bothy at Barrisdale and came down off a shoulder to this wee bay. http://binged.it/1K40e2t It was a scorcher of a day and we were paddling our feet at the wee jutty-out point. A pod of dolphins came into the bay and put on a synchronised swimming and high leaping show for about half an hour. The Milky Way was incredible that night, we sat sipping Malt taking it all in. Kipped at the bothy. Tramped out to Kinlochhourn the following morning, no lift so we had to walk all the way to Loch Garry. Picked up a lift there and the driver dropped us at our front doors in Edinburgh! I think of those Knoydart Bothy Days in a very different way to all the regular hillwalking days in Scotland I've had throughout my life. Really magical. Like another world.
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tiompan 5758 posts |
Mar 01, 2015, 17:31
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Howburn Digger wrote: tiompan wrote: Howburn Digger wrote: tiompan wrote: Ah still hae mind o' pitchin' oor tent in the larach o' a clearance hoose. We kipped at Sourlie's the next nicht. Strathan ? Youv'e gien me itchy feet . Aye that'll be the place. Either that or Carnoch. Or A Chuil. Ah hae mind o' aince stummlin alang a FC track an pitchin the tent oan it, we were that scunnert , it was pitch black and we couldnae fin' the bothy - we woke the next mornin an there wiz smoke comin oot the chimney fae A Chuil, we'd missed it by aboot a hunner yairds! Next day we louped up Sgurr Na Ciche (baith taps). Ah still hae aislings o' thone trips. The happiest days. That's (although I havnae visited in years ) the great thing aboot A Chuil , availability of wood . Astonishing how Bothy days are often seen as the happiest ones . They were very carefree days. I didn't even have a car back then (nor did my pal). We got buses and hitched everywhere. And walked. Boy did we walk! No mobile phones. Wet boots, stinky feet, hard boards to sleep on. Olympic snorers. Arduous trans-Knyoydart treks with ratty and mousey bothies to kip in. Meeting decent fellow travellers as well as the odd psychopath and weirdo. On one epic trek in beautiful Highland weather we climbed Ladhar Bheinn en-route to the bothy at Barrisdale and came down off a shoulder to this wee bay. http://binged.it/1K40e2t It was a scorcher of a day and we were paddling our feet at the wee jutty-out point. A pod of dolphins came into the bay and put on a synchronised swimming and high leaping show for about half an hour. The Milky Way was incredible that night, we sat sipping Malt taking it all in. Kipped at the bothy. Tramped out to Kinlochhourn the following morning, no lift so we had to walk all the way to Loch Garry. Picked up a lift there and the driver dropped us at our front doors in Edinburgh! I think of those Knoydart Bothy Days in a very different way to all the regular hillwalking days in Scotland I've had throughout my life. Really magical. Like another world.[/quote] Same here , couldn't drive , hitched everywhere . Still don't have a mobile . The walk to Kinlochhourn is fine but no the tarmac from there to Loch Garry . I remember the Barrissdale bothy having a bath . At one time the Ring o' Tarff "hotel " may have had one too but it was never going to anything but cold water . Yep Knoydart is very special even in blizzards and rain .
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Howburn Digger 986 posts |
Mar 02, 2015, 07:45
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tiompan wrote: Howburn Digger wrote: They were very carefree days. I didn't even have a car back then (nor did my pal). We got buses and hitched everywhere. And walked. Boy did we walk! No mobile phones. Wet boots, stinky feet, hard boards to sleep on. Olympic snorers. Arduous trans-Knyoydart treks with ratty and mousey bothies to kip in. Meeting decent fellow travellers as well as the odd psychopath and weirdo. On one epic trek in beautiful Highland weather we climbed Ladhar Bheinn en-route to the bothy at Barrisdale and came down off a shoulder to this wee bay. http://binged.it/1K40e2t It was a scorcher of a day and we were paddling our feet at the wee jutty-out point. A pod of dolphins came into the bay and put on a synchronised swimming and high leaping show for about half an hour. The Milky Way was incredible that night, we sat sipping Malt taking it all in. Kipped at the bothy. Tramped out to Kinlochhourn the following morning, no lift so we had to walk all the way to Loch Garry. Picked up a lift there and the driver dropped us at our front doors in Edinburgh! I think of those Knoydart Bothy Days in a very different way to all the regular hillwalking days in Scotland I've had throughout my life. Really magical. Like another world. Same here , couldn't drive , hitched everywhere . Still don't have a mobile . The walk to Kinlochhourn is fine but no the tarmac from there to Loch Garry . I remember the Barrissdale bothy having a bath . At one time the Ring o' Tarff "hotel " may have had one too but it was never going to anything but cold water . Yep Knoydart is very special even in blizzards and rain . Same. I don't have a mobile. Aye. Barrisdale had a bath. I never used it. But I hae mind o' it! I do hae mind o' ordering a pint in The Old Forge and taking it into the shower with me. Class!
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