On our recent overseas trip one of the places I reacquainted myself with was part of the coast of Caithness. My uncle had a farm on the coast and during the school holidays my brother and sisters and I used to spend time with our cousins. We always had great fun and one of the highlights was visiting what was known as “The Poolie”. The poolie is a rock pool, best described as being at the bottom of a cliff.
The rubber dinghy (airman’s collapsible rubber boat) was courtesy of my father who was a pilot in the Royal Air Force. I remember it being bright orange and requiring quite a bit of puff to get it inflated!
We all used to traipse down to the poolie and spent many a happy time there. My aunt must have been a very trusting soul to allow us to go down there. When we visited recently, the trip down was every bit as treacherous as I remembered it as a child!
This gives you some idea of the environment of this tranquil pool.
When we revisited it brought back many happy memories . Quite a trip back up to safe ground!