The final resident, Nellie MacQueen, lived in the house that is now the bothy at Peanmeanach. She finally moved on during the second world war, unable to survive on wartime rations; one candle a week was simply not enough to see her through the long nights of a Scottish winter.
Warp and weft. Ardnish, Scotland.
Peanmeanach Bothy I, Ardnish, Scotland.
Epoch. Ardnish, Scotland.
Peanmeanach Bothy II, Ardnish, Scotland.
Niche. Ardnish, Scotland.
Peanmeanach Bothy III, Ardnish, Scotland.
Exhale. Ardnish, Scotland.
Peanmeanach Bothy on the Ardnish peninsula. In the 1841 census, these 7 houses were home to 48 people.
Solid & void. Ardnish, Scotland.
Peanmeanach Bothy IV, Ardnish, Scotland.
Silver Sands, Ardnish, Scotland.
Ruined blackhouse at Peanmeanach Bothy, Ardnish, Scotland.
Schoolhouse, Peanmeanach, Ardnish, Scotland.
Looking back with An Stac. Ardnish, Scotland.
The intimate world, Ardnish, Scotland.
Soar. Ardnish, Scotland.
Sloch Cave next to an abandoned township of 9 buildings the cave goes back about 100 feet, gets tighter and lower all the way and ends in a tiny round chamber that just fits 3 people. Ardnish, Scotland.
Exterior of the cave at Sloch, Ardnish, Scotland.
Arisaig and Eigg from Ardnish, Scotland.
Glen Mama Viaduct, Arisaig, Scotland.
Last light over the “path” to Peanmeanach. Ardnish, Scotland.
Arnabol Viaduct, Arisaig, Scotland.
One minute of sunlight before nightfall after a day of rain. The Sound of Arisaig from Ardnish, Scotland.
Looks grey out there
Sadly this has come to pass as the bothy is now closed as I write this in June 2020.
Packing up at Peanmeanach Bothy.
Setting off from Peanmeanach on a dreich January day.
Peanmeanach Bothy and the ruined blackhouses that made up the village. Ardnish, Scotland.
Time to leave Ardnish
Heading to Beasdale and enjoying the flat conditions underfoot. Three different drivers stopped to offer me a lift.
Hailing a train at Beasdale concludes a 14 day section around Ardnamurchan, Moidart and Ardnish. The station was built for Arisaig house and allegedly SOE agents practised boarding and alighting moving trains here in WW2.
Soaked through, there’s just time for a brew before the train arrives.
Missed you – great to ba back on your journey on the web with the amazing images as usual.
Can’t believe its taken three months of lockdown before I felt I could do any creative work!
So nice to see you are posting again! Hope you and yours are all well.
Hanging in there thanks, Lockdown is tricky, isn’t it!
A joy to have you back Quentin !
Great to see you back
Impressive as always.
Good to see you’re back on track and still going strong!
I have missed these posts so much! I squealed when I saw the email. Great to have you back. Wonderful, evocative pics as always, lovely little tidbits of film too – I felt like I was walking on that gorgeous beach alongside you. Beautiful stuff. I hope you are keeping well in these strange times.
Delighted to have caused the squeal and that you enjoyed the post. Motivation has suffered in lockdown but other than that all’s good!
some nice pictures from scotland. the country looks so rough.
Especially this part which is called the “Rough Bounds” as moving through it is so difficult
So my impresion was right. It is a rough area ☺
Wow just stunning. Can’t wait to get back up there and get to this part of the coast. I don’t know how you do it, but you manage to take such stunning photos, no matter what the conditions.
I strive to capture some sense of the day no matter what the weather but it can be a struggle! Thanks
Another one chiming in to welcome you back! I’ve been following a fb group overflowing with postcard pics of Scotland, which is lovely, but your photos have a – sometimes dreich – immediacy which others seldom achieve.
Glad you agree about the subdued intimacy. Some days in Scotland are saturated postcards but they are the exception and not what makes the place so uniquely beautiful.
The Bothy is now a “private bothy” you can rent (so not really a bothy at all).
That’s a great shame, but I guess they gave the public a fair warning to stop cutting trees and leaving a mess or the bothy would be closed. Have you just walked this bit?
Well back in May I walked this bit. I was re-reading some of your walks to plan my next few walks.