I Know Where I'm Going! Page #3

there on Beinn Bhreac.

- l promised to take the colonel.

- So he's going too?

- Yes, he's got a permit from Bellinger.

- So one does need a permit?

ln wartime, for ordinary visitors, but l'm

staying with the factor on the west side.

Kiloran House is near the lake, isn't it?

The loch, yes.

- (Knock on door)

- Who is it?

(Torquil) lt's me. l've just been outside,

it's much clearer.

With luck we'll cross in the morning.

- Thanks for telling me.

- See you in the morning.

- Good night.

- Er, good night.

You can see the trees now. ln half

an hour you'll be able to see the shore.

- ln half an hour l shall be asleep.

- There's a grand view of Kiloran,

the northeast end. At sunrise the light

shines on the sands of Balnahard Bay.

With a glass you can see the people.

Have you got a match or a lighter?

Thanks.

Thank you.

- Are you engaged?

- Yes.

l'm going to be married on Kiloran.

lt's an honour for Kiloran.

Well, may your pulse beat

as your heart would wish.

- Thank you.

- ls it to be soon?

Tomorrow, weather permitting.

- Have you got any beams in your room?

- Yes. Why?

Count them now

and your wish'll come true.

- Easy as that?

- Only the first night under the roof.

People in modern houses don't know

what they're missing. Good night.

l warn you, it doesn't work

if you don't believe in it.

One, two, three, four, five.

Please, Lord, don't let the wind drop

and let it blow the fog away.

(Wind howling)

(Wind howling)

Good morning, Miss Webster!

Good morning!

Your counting beams certainly works.

Trouble is, you wished too hard.

- Why, what's the matter?

- We've had a gale warning.

- What will that mean?

- Ruairidh Mhr will tell you.

How long will the gale last? Och, just as

long as the wind blows, my lady.

lt can last for a day,

it can blow for a week.

lt looks so near.

ln half an hour we could be there.

ln less than a second you could get

from this world into the next.

- Can l speak to the island?

- By radio, from the coastguard post.

- Can civilians still use it, Ruairidh?

- Yes, yes.

- Where is the coastguard post?

- Tobermory.

- Can we get a car?

- We can go by bus.

Ruairidh, we'll be

at the Western lsles Hotel.

l think perhaps we'd better move there,

we're a strain on Catriona's household.

- Yes, of course.

- All right, then, breakfast?

- Oh, cheer up.

- Oh, l'm all right.

(Water thundering)

- Very difficult.

- Crazy!

lt was a compromise - post office wanted

it up the hill, Catriona down below.

But why just here?

lt was a dry summer,

they forgot that when it rains...

Hello?

lt's all right, you have a big room.

- What about you?

- Oh, l have a small one.

Now's my chance to see the castle.

l suppose you've been inside

hundreds of times.

- No.

- Haven't you really?

- Are you coming in now?

- No, l don't think so.

But you needn't be afraid of the curse.

What have you heard about that?

Well, l know that it's upon

the Lairds of Kiloran.

l don't know whether their wives

or future wives are involved

but l'll risk it.

Coming?

l'd better introduce myself.

l am MacNeil of Kiloran.

And l am the Laird of Kiloran.

Sir Robert Bellinger has only rented it

for the duration.

l see.

There's not much difference,

it's his for the time being.

- Are you afraid?

- My father never entered Moy Castle,

nor did my grandfather or his father,

and nor will l.

How on earth can you stand it?

Aren't you curious?

No, it's always been like that.

Shall we go?

Excuse me, sir, are you not

MacNeil of Kiloran?

- Yes.

- (Speaks Gaelic)

l knew you when you were a boy,

Kiloran, and your father.

My wife is from the island,

from Riasg Buidhe - Katie Clark.

- Katie Clark?

- Mm-hm.

- Then you're John McAllister?

- Yes! You have your father's memory.

- Are you back for good, Kiloran?

- Only a week's leave.

- Och, dear.

- But it won't be long now.

l'm waiting for the boat.

How is everybody there?

Now, well, now.

They're fine, they're very fine.

My son was telling me

about the rich man on Kiloran,

him that is your tenant, Kiloran.

Like a little king, he is.

Yes, yes. My wife's second cousin,

Hector McAudram,

was working up there the entire spring

on a swimming pond he was building.

- A swimming pool?

- Oh, what foolishness!

And the whole wide open sea

to be swimming in!

- Aye, and the loch.

- Money spent is money earned.

Ach, yes, yes, my wife's second cousin

was not complaining!

Peat does not fall from an empty creel.

He has no care of money,

the rich man of Kiloran.

He brings salmon from the mainland

and the waters here are full of salmon.

Who is fishing for salmon on Kiloran?

Who would be

when there's no one to be buying?

So he would have to start buying

before anyone would start fishing.

- (Man speaks Gaelic)

- (Laughter)

But can he no fish for himself?

No, he cannot, he has the finest tackle

from Glasgow

but the fish don't know him.

Yes, yes, the fish do not know him. No.

What are all the guns for?

Ach, we're losing lambs.

- There's an eagle been seen.

- Aye, a golden eagle.

- l could hardly wish them good hunting.

- Hardly.

- You didn't mind what they said?

- lt was nonsense.

Why shouldn't one build a swimming

pool? l like swimming pools.

- lt's a matter of taste.

- Exactly.

l also prefer to call the fishmonger

if l want salmon instead of wading about

waiting for salmon to pass by.

- Really?

- Really.

(Joan) The legend of Corryvreckan?

(Torquil) lt's the second biggest

whirlpool in Europe.

lt lies northeast of Kiloran.

Corry means cauldron or whirlpool,

Vreckan was a prince of Norway.

He sought the daughter of the lord

of the isles and married her.

(Voice on radio) 'Hello, hello, hello.

Hello, Polestar. Hello, Polestar.'

(Joan) Go on.

The lord of the isles refused to give away

his daughter.

- Of course - he was a Scotsman.

- Except on one condition.

Prince Vreckan must anchor his galley in

Corryvreckan for three days and nights.

- What was the catch?

- That he thought he would be drowned.

lt's a terrible place.

When the tide's running, whirlpools form

and you can hear the roar for miles -

you can hear it from Kiloran.

l bet he anchored, though.

He went straight back to Norway.

There he asked the advice

of the old men.

They told him to take three anchor ropes,

one of hemp, one of... Wait a moment.

- Flax.

- Flax. Thank you, Mrs Beaton.

And you'll know well what the third rope

was made of.

The third rope was made of the hair of

maidens who are faithful to their lovers.

- (Mrs Beaton speaks Gaelic)

- Go on.

The maidens gave their tresses and

Prince Vreckan sailed for the Hebrides.

The first night, the hemp rope broke,

the second night,

Mrs Beaton's flax rope broke,

the third rope held fast.

- The third night...

- 'Hello, Tobermory. Hello, Tobermory.

'lsle of Kiloran speaking,

lsle of Kiloran speaking.

'Over to you. Over.'

Hello, Kiloran. Hello, Kiloran.

Tobermory speaking. Tobermory

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