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Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Argyll » Isle of Tiree May 8th 2012

Tuesday. We woke up to better weather, grey skies and windy but dry which got better as the morning went on. Cycling along westwards we were wondering what it is that people rave about on Tiree. However, as the day progressed and we circled the island in sunshine we saw the beautiful coastline with rugged outcrops, wide sandy beaches and turquoise water lapping against the rocks and white sand and realised that here was something special. There was also plenty of birdlife to see with the usual Oyster Catchers, Tewits, Wheatears, Starlings, Snipes, linnets and ringed plovers etc. We also saw several hares playing in the long grass. The buildings appear much different to the previous islands visited with many with high arched felted roofs and several stone built ones with white painted walls like a ... read more

Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Argyll » Isle of Tiree April 4th 2010

An early start was just what was needed - just ask the boys - and so it was 7:30 out of bed and down for breakfast by 8. The fact that it was, in fact 10:30 Dubai time, didn’t seem to register with most of them and so it was a long protracted process to extract them from their beds and get them sort of semi respectable - it’s going to be a long ten days! Breakfast - all you can eat of course - was a good start and at 9 am we had pretty much the whole team, packed , loaded, dressed and on the bus with (what we thought) everything they needed for the day. History will show that we were, in fact, very wrong and when you ask 25 boys if they’re ... read more
A Nice Edinburgh day
Bored with the castle
Good looking blokes

Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Argyll » Isle of Tiree February 28th 2006

I've just finished a ten day stint on small, relatively featureless island somewhere off the west-coast of Scotland... and it was luverly! I finally managed to get off my arse a bit and do some work. Not that much, but just enough to appreciate the spare-time and solitude in between and get some inspiration for many a song on Lila. I stayed in a converted barn next to an old millhouse with a stream and a waterwheel. My only companion was a slightly oafish German who was doing the same thing as myself, and who took great satisfaction in referring to me as 'fucking Auf-stghralian guy!'. As we were within such close range most of the time, we soon learned how to survive together and he eventually turned out not to be that bad after all. ... read more




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