|Posted on March 16, 2014 at 1:55 PM|
I've been meaning to investigate Duffus Castle for a wee while now, so today seemed as good as any. Looking out the window I could see the winds were still with us. It's been a howling wind for about 3 days now. You really notice when youj're in bed at night and the cat sits staring into nowhere with a swishy tail.
It was only when I was driving I noticed that the winds were much higher than I thought. when I took the turning for the castle I became engulfed in a sandstorm that any desert would have been proud of.
A tiny cottage literally disappeared before me and I thought about the window cleaning when the winds stop.
One thing I have learned since living on the coast is that my windows are rarely clean. No sooner have they been washed and the winds seem to pick up out of spite and spite their catchment of sand across every surface they encounter.
I had to use both feet to kick open my car door and watch for it crashing back against my shins. The original castle site dated back to the 11th century but the current one has its origins in the 14th. There's a kitchen wall that made me smile as it has a waste opening at the side. No doubt it just went crashing down into the moat or whatever was there then.
The wind was so intense it literally forced me down the hill I was trying to ascend, but with "heid doon" I eventually conquered my challenge with a relieved sigh. The fields around were all throwing up dust making for a curious vista.
If it hadn't been so windy and I hadn't been alone I would have ventured up the steps but didn't think it was such a good idea in such extreme conditions so bottled out.
Drove back round by Lossiemouth which from the distance was also engulfed in a dust storm. The Harbour Inn looked hammered so decided to head back and perhaps grab a lazy bite in my hometown. (I really felt like a roast after watching Michel Roux earlier on the telly) En route I stopped at the lovely old cinema building which is now Grampain Furnishers. An amazing aladdin's cave with all sorts of interesting furniture, lamps etc. Was so chuffed to find exactly what I have been looking for, a slightly quirky mirror made from driftwood.
All in all a successful mission, although local eaterie had nothing like a roast to offer. What a scunner!! I did however indulge in a glass of vino with a light snack and tottered homeward intent on hanging said mirror.
This is the little house that was in the eye of the dust storm.