A strange day, beginning with the Allt Duine Wind Farm
Public Inquiry, three TV interviews and much discussion and ending with nature
screaming out how spectacular it can be. It began misty and frosty with ice to
be scraped off the car and care needed as I drove in and out of thick banks of
fog to Aviemore and the Inquiry. Sitting in the big conference room all that
was visible out of the windows was the mist, blocking all views, cutting off
the world. Inside the inquiry began and slowly progressed. As with other public
inquiries I’ve attended it had a Dickensian feel rather than a 21st century
one. Big ring binders were stacked up behind the participants. Every reference,
and there were many, required changing binders and finding the right page and
paragraph. Quietly assistants darted about bringing binders and sometimes maps
or photographs to the tables. The only signs of modern technology were the
microphones for speakers and the electric lights plus one or two laptops
amongst the press and public. Most people, including myself, were making notes
with pen and paper.
So this crucial inquiry, which will determine the fate of
the Allt Duine area of the Monadh Liath, right on the border with the
Cairngorms National Park (see this post), has begun. It’s scheduled to last two
weeks then we have to wait for the reporters decision. On this first day the
lines were clearly drawn regarding the landscape. The developers, the local
community council and the estate that owns the land say the Allt Duine area is
not of significant importance and the wind farm will have little effect on the
national park. We – Cairngorms
National Park, Highland
Council, the Mountaineering Council of Scotland, the John Muir Trust, two
adjacent estates and the Save the Monadhliath Mountains Campaign – say the
opposite. I’m to give evidence and will be appearing to state
my case and be cross –examined later in the week.
A break for lunch came late and I spent it doing three
interviews in quick succession for the BBC and STV. Filming again, though very
different from that in the Corrieyairick with Cameron McNeish (see this post).
Outside the mist was clearing and the sun shining. To sit in the inquiry and
drift through the afternoon or head for the hills? The sunshine decided me,
plus a strong feeling I needed to remind myself why this inquiry is, sadly,
needed, so out of the door I went and into nature.
Ten days earlier I had intended climbing Meall a’Bhuachaille
above Glenmore after my meeting with Berghaus. Low cloud and steady rain
discouraged me then and I returned home instead. This occasion could not have
been more different. I set off through a shining forest with the pines a rich
green and every birch glowing gold. The light was sharp and clear. In shaded
areas frost still lay on the grasses but in the sun it was hot and I walked
with shirt sleeves rolled up. Once through the trees I began the ascent of this
favourite hill, one I’ve climbed several times every year for well over two
decades. Familiar yes, but never dull or boring and especially not today. As I
climbed the high Cairngorms appeared, spattered with the remnants of last weeks
snow fall. To the west clouds were gathering. The summit was calm and the views
extensive.
Descending towards the bright ragged lozenge of Loch Morlich
I watched the sinking sun start to bring colour to the thin streaks of cloud.
The sunset should be good, I thought. How good, though, I had no idea. As the
sun vanished and the soft peach of the clouds turned pink then orange I
wandered down to Loch Morlich. The water shone with the reflected clouds. I sat
on the beach and watched as the sky darkened and grew richer and more
colourful. Air and water were on fire with a dazzling brightness. The landscape
was putting on a spectacular show, as if to say this is what I can do, this is
how glorious I am. A few months ago I went to a Symbolist Landcape exhibition
as the National Gallery in Edinburgh.
Many of the paintings were superb and I spent several hours there and came out
dazed by the power of the art. But nothing there compared with this show.
Sspectacular photographs. Good look with your case.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the Inquiry, Chris. Let's hope common sense prevails, and we can look forward to more photos of that wonderful unspoilt wilderness.
ReplyDeleteMagic account it was a surreal day as you say, we need good men like you to speak for us, nature rewards us every day when we see this wonderful. Take care and keep fighting for a just cause.
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Thanks for sharing those wonderful pictures, Chris. As for the inquiry, fingers crossed indeed. But think about the carbon footprint of all these inquiries! Mind boggling. And obviously not included in the calculations of the wind lobby when they make their wild claim about the precise extent of the CO2 saved (not) by wind...
ReplyDeleteThe one thing that all those that support the application have in common is that they will make a lot of money out of it. Kincraig supports sounds like a PR statement from Scottish Renewables. The rest of us value the very elements that your photos so eloquently portray. What this proves if nothing else is how divisive of Communities wind farms are.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures Chris. I have stood on the top of Meall a’Bhuachaille on a few occasions. It is a wonderful viewpoint to simply stand and stare, to appreciate and to be thankful for the opportunity to experience such unspoiled places. Good luck at the enquiry.
ReplyDeleteTo be aligned with the developer and the estate owner seems an extraordinary position for the local community council. It would be interesting to know how other local community councils feel about the potential effect on their tourism income.
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