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Finding Zen on the Luing Ridges

07 Nov

There’s no finer place for finding your own personal Zen than on the Luing Ridges on a fine November day.I doubt if they have changed much in a thousand years – or – even two thousand years and more — forever even.

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H wanted a closer look at an old bothy she had spotted from our vantage point on the old ruins of a hillfort we visited the previous day – yes she can’t help herself – she can imagine every disused old barn in the country after she has converted it into a fine home.

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It turned out to be a beautiful old building – incongruous with it’s new roof and arrow slits for windows built on a site of previous habitation in a sheltered valley. It stands on it’s own with views across Cuan Sound and to Mull and beyond. Views go on forever in this part of the world – only life itself has an alloted span. But – with the best will in the world I don’t think I have time left to build a home for her out of that old pile of stones that she’s counting up there. The old bothy sheltering in the valley below looks closer to being habitable.

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I’m taken with the view across Cuan Sound and with broch’s on my mind I imagine that the circular stonework partially under the bothy to be the remains of one. In my dreams maybe – no doubt it would turn out to be a simple enclosure for the household’s sheep and cattle.

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The ‘bothy’ is interesting and one could imagine living in that beautiful spot – but – more interesting still were the old ruins. The one under the self-seeded trees had obviously been a conventional shape – four low square walls – most built with no sign of mortar and would have had a low roof commensurate with the time and place.

The second – with possibly even older walls – circular in shape – was the one that gripped my broch fevered mind. But – for once – Helen had her eye turned in the opposite direction —

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To the Luing Ridges —

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They are wonderful places —

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unchanging – on them it’s possible to imagine yourself at any time in history —

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For one it might be looking out for Viking Longboats approaching from afar —

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and for another it might be collecting various mosses – and sticking ’em in a jar —

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If you are a mossochist 🙂

 

Don

 
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Posted by on November 7, 2016 in Isle of Luing, out and about, Walks

 

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