Winds on the island can be severe. We arrived here a year ago in the teeth of Storm Aiden, and almost a year later to the day here we are again with the autumn gales upon us.
We are a bit more seasoned this time around. I know now that the house is unlikely to blow down, and that the caravan is equally unlikely to sail down the hillside, tethered as it is to four large tonne bags of hardcore.
However, knowledge doesn’t make it any less dramatic. Yesterday evening as we went to bed the noise of the rain and the hail on the metal roof of the caravan was deafening. Once the hail flurry had passed the sound of the wind whistling through the lorry strap tethers took over. The caravan also rocked vigorously as the wind fought to lift it, only to be slapped back down with the counterweight of the hardcore bags.
All in all, a bit difficult to sleep. It was like being in a washing machine at times. It’s testament to our familiarity with it now that we somehow managed to drift off and got a reasonably good nights sleep.
Winter is almost upon us. Get the hot chocolate in and dig out those big jumpers!
Ravencroft Skye 
Goodness me! And once you are in the new hose, you might find it difficult to fall sleep with nothing to rock you as you drift off! 😉
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Ha ha! I am looking forward to it. Somehow I think that we won’t be short on wind and rain even if the sound on the slate roof is less deafening! 😀
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My favourite kind of weather!
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I know what you mean 😀
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I love the image of sleeping in a washing machine! Take care and stay warm.
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Thank you , we will ❤️
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Sounds like a good time to be tucked up in bed in a cosy house.
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Absolutely. Unfortunately it’s frowned upon to do that all day for some reason..
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I can’t understand why. It seems perfectly reasonable to me.
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