Saturday, December 20, 2025
Puns are usually tiresome things, but I think I really am going to rue today's visit to Rhue; because, walking down the wet, muddy slope to the lighthouse, I lost concentration and slipped, falling on my left side with my right leg folded under me. This is the leg with the arthritic knee and can't normally be folded like this - cue tremendous pain that made me cry out, and then more pain in my twisted right foot. Oh dear.
Stupidly, I carried on walking down to the lighthouse; it took me ages. I sat on the rocks and had a drink of water, and waited for a whale to make this all worth while. I'd been to Ardmair first and spotted a large black shape, so I knew there was one out there. I could see some dolphin activity, and finally caught a blow.
It doesn't look exactly as wide as it is long - but the whale that surfaced soon after was certainly a humpback.
Another mishap occurred when I bent down to feel my ankle - and dropped my camera on the rocks. It seems okay, however. I then started to make my slow, painful way back up the hill - and a woman coming down towards me suddenly slipped and fell. She got up quickly, fortunately not hurt - and in case she felt awkward I told her I'd just done the same thing. She very kindly asked if she could help me back up to the car park; I thanked her but said I would manage. It took ages, though; and the thought was in my mind: Will I be able to drive? As soon as I got into the car I knew that I could, and I drove home to assess the damage. I'd better rest it tomorrow, and pop over to the medical centre when it reopens on Monday. Blast!
