Yesterday and today saw the Scottish Kite Buggy Championships on Fraserburgh (the Broch) beach.
The beach is quite something. Beautiful golden sands with a backdrop of dunes..
The biggest of the dunes is called Tiger Hill. No-one is clear as to why the name was given. I always thought it looked like a sleeping tiger from where I viewed it (the car park). But of course dunes move around a bit so it may be significantly different to when it was first given the name.
The beach side cafe is called Tiger Cafe.
It must be quite difficult to harness the wind, to ensure you go in the right direction. Though the DP did say it all seemed quite chaotic!
People surf here every day. And we have the Surfing Championship some years.
Now who would have thought that happened in the North East of Scotland?
What really p****s me 0ff is that no-one knew this championship was happening. Absolutely no publicity whatsoever. One despairs. Here are we trying to promote the area and all it has to offer. Aaaaargh.
On the agricultural side of things, equally if not more important, we are now seeing lambs. Probably later than elsewhere in the country. But you never know what the winter is going to throw at you.. This year there has been a lot of supplementary feeding as we, like everyone else, had so much rain. We havent had any snow which is very strange.
When the sheep first give birth the small field at the top of our road becomes the nursery. And they are gathered into it and get their bums painted , with a number, as I went past today I noticed that number 6 ewe had three babies with 6 on their bums. Once everything looks to be all well they are moved to a big field. Hope number 6 copes.
Any field that doesnt have livestock in it is being ploughed. Where the sheep were across the road from our house has been ploughed. The sheep had all gained the required weight eating neeps....and had gone off to the abattoir. The field to our rear has also been ploughed. That has had Barley in it since we came here, whether there will be a change this year remains to be seen. Where we lived before it would have been Oil Seed Rape but just 12 miles away they dont seem to go in for that.
On the home front. It has taken me 4 weeks to 'do a bit' of decluttering. No photos as I was so ashamed. I can now visit the loo in the night without falling over stuff. Floor cleared. Bag to charity shop, bag of rubbish, bag of rags. Plus lots of other shall I shant I in bags and then stashed away in the wardrobes. Neatly of course.
This morning I also got so fed up of waking and wanting to go straight back I did a few of my physiotherapy exercises. It worked. Allelulia.