In his last column from 1978, Tom Weir follows the history of Harris Tweed and supported the creation of the Friends of Loch Lomond group… It’s many a year […]

A visit to the Bass Rock for Tom Weir was full of the tales of witches and escaped prisoners – and, of course, the cries of gannets… To make a landing on […]

No matter even if it was a dreary day, chilly and with grey clouds solidly down on the hills of Harris, Iain and I were having the pleasure of sailing […]

Returning to the isle he worked the harvest fields on before the war, Tom Weir delighted in the fascinating history – and future – of Arran in 1978 “A fine day […]

Tom Weir braved the rough and open sea with a couple of friends in order to fully explore the smaller Hebridean isles… “There’s nothing quite like being on the sea at night in a […]

In busy Tarbert, Loch Fyne, you couldn’t buy a fish supper, such was the throng of yachts whose crews had cleaned out the shop. Sunshine and a south-easterly breeze had […]

Tom took a holiday in September 1975 to the Isle of Jura to catch the last of the summer sunshine and catch up with the crofters . . . In […]