At 12.30 the sun puts in an unexpected appearance. Wind increases
appreciably, now gusting to force 10. Barometer going down like a lead
weight: 983 mbar at 12.00. Ferry is not sailing once it's back from
Ullapool. The road across the Braighe is closed due to a high tide at 3
pm. Although the rain has now turned into showers, it's still very
wild. During one squall, we lose sight of Arnish, and a wild frenzy of
spray is blown over the causeway. This is force 11. Several more
showers come barrelling through, with a similar effect. Malin Head
reports 65 knots, which is force 12; Benbecula at 1pm is on 57, force
11. The ferry was expected in between 1.30 and 2.00, but there is sight
nor sound of her. She is reported to be sheltering in Loch Erisort. An
accident is reported on board Muirneag, also still out there in the
Minch. Lorries have crashed into each other and she is now sheltering
off Tolsta. I went out for some shopping at 3.15, which was a
disconcerting experience. The force of the wind made walking difficult.
After getting food, a paper and a roll of ilm, I went out again for
some pictures. Don't know how they're going to come out. Took the
camera to the coastguard station, and snapped away. I abandoned
any idea of crossing over to Goat Island. The causeway is awash with
massive seas going over, and the wind is so powerful that they blow the
water clean out of puddles at the corner of the CG station. Back to
town, where big seas are running into the seawall on South Beach
Street. Water is flying over Newton Street, Shell Street, the
busstation (buses are parked up against the shrimp factory, rather than
in the bays). Walking very difficult, as I have to hold on to whatever
comes to hand. Railings, bins, cars. A gale blows up Cromwell Street.
All the fishing boats are tied up in the Inner Harbour. Return soaked,
in spite of wearing waterproofs. Wonder where the ferry is - still up
Loch Erisort. As darkness falls, winds continue to increase. Tiree and
Benbecula now ratcheting up windspeeds of 75 and 73 knots, full
hurricane force gusts. Sustained winds there of 55 knots, force 11.
Gusts in Stornoway at 4pm reached 65 knots, also hurricane force, so
that explains my problems in getting about. Sustained windspeeds up to
45 knots, force 9. The ferry finally comes in at 5.45, 4½ hours late.
Suddenly, the winds decrease to sustained force 7, gusting to force 10.
Still very strong. The really severe weather transfers east. The
heaviest gusts occurat Loch Glascarnoch, between Ullapool and Garve,
at 62 knots, nearly force 12. Tulloch Bridge and Skye are both going
strong with gusts of 50 knots, force 10. Wick is now topping the bill
at 65 knots at 9pm. Even Kirkwall and Lerwick are now affected, with 56
knots, force 11. In spite of all the strong winds, there do not appear
to have been major problems. Electrical engineers were on standby at
the substation in Dunvegan, Skye, which serves the Western Isles.
Although we had a few dips in power, it never went off. Mrs B's son and
his wife turn up to lash down their caravan, which is parked in the
backyard. The wind is expected to veer northwest overnight, which puts
it at risk of being blown away.
Saturday, 12 November 2005
Friday 11/11/05 - The big storm
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Thank you for your kind comment in my journal. Oh, how I do so envy you your travels. I've only been so fortunate to have seen Scotland in pictures but perhaps someday I'll be lucky and have the chance to see it in person. This may sound stupid but my favorite movie was "BraveHeart." I watched it 3 times and yes, I know the real William Wallace weighed 300 lbs. Laughs! Call me a romantic; I'll not deny facts. Have a great day - or night, or whatever it is you may be having; best yet, have both.
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