The Wee Mad Road
by Jack and Barbara Maloney

 
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Why the Wee Mad Road?

Our children grew up and left home. Before they could come back, we sold the house and ran away to a foreign land.

Okay, there is more to it than that. We were no longer young, but not yet old. The current of our lives, after tumbling along through the rocks and rapids of marriage, home making, child-rearing, and career-building, had carried us suddenly into a still and silent pool. We were in our forties and, for the moment, we were free.

We could look forward to a secure, predictable future, living the same year again and again, each one a little grayer than the last. But turning the calendar isnít a life. Like adult birds when their young fly away, we werenít content to just hang around the empty nest and wonder how the kids were doing. Free at last from the duties of parenthood, birds take flight. So did we.

This website is about two years we spent on the wee mad road between youth and old age. Two years of total freedom to chase our dreams, in a place far from our urban experience, among people strange and familiar, in a world of awesome beauty and isolation. The place was a small village in Coigach, a remote coastal region in the Northwest Highlands of Scotland. The people were shepherds, musicians, lairds, poachers, fishermen, poets, crofters, artists, storytellers, Highlanders and would-be Highlanders. And the world was mountains and valleys, sunlight and storms, rocks and heather and islands in the sea.

Illustrations copyright Barbara Maloney 2007

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