Red Point sits at the end of a long winding public road. Beyond it, the land opens into a broad headland between two sweeping beaches of reddish gold sand. The South Beach, where the old salmon fishing station stands, looks out across the mouth of Loch Torridon towards Applecross and the Inner Sound. Across the water lie Raasay and the Trotternish ridge of Skye. From the outer headland, on the clearest days, Harris and Lewis appear on the distant northwestern horizon. It is exposed, magnificent and very quiet.
The fishing station occupies a spot on the south side of the promontory, overlooking the beach directly. Salmon returning from the open ocean hug the coastline as they navigate back towards their spawning rivers, and bag nets set in exposed headland positions intercepted them on that journey. An old hand winch survives on the shoreline, alongside a clearing in the stones where boats were once hauled up. Ancient anchors, documented in Dorothy Malone’s local guide, now lie half-buried in sand and grass behind the ruined bothy walls.¹
The method was simple and labour-intensive. Bag nets, fixed nets anchored to the seabed with a leader running to the shore, were set during the salmon season, running from February through August. When not actively netting, the men mended nets, maintained boats and gear. It was hard, seasonal work tied to the rhythms of the tide and the migration, combining with crofting on the land. At its peak the work had its own rituals. Station hands spoke of days when the nets came in heavy enough to earn what they called “bottle fish”, an informal bonus of a whisky bottle for every hundred salmon brought ashore. It was rough, physical work measured in counts rather than hours. As recently as 1993, over 3,000 salmon were taken in a single season at Redpoint alone.²
In 1994, the station recorded 1,673 wild salmon, alongside another 405 fish identified as escapees from salmon farms. Almost one in five salmon caught that year had originated in aquaculture.² The expansion of open-cage salmon farming in the sea lochs of Wester Ross brought chronic sea lice infestations that devastated wild fish populations, particularly sea trout. The wild salmon runs that had sustained Redpoint and stations like it for generations were collapsing.
By the mid-1990s the numbers had become unsustainable. The station limped on through the end of the century but closed in 2000, the runs too depleted to justify the labour. A brief attempt to revive it in 2004 came to nothing. The bothy now stands open to the sky, its roof long gone.
The ruined bothy on the South Beach is a monument to that arc: centuries of subsistence and small-scale commercial fishing, a brief peak of extraordinary productivity within living memory, then rapid collapse driven by industrial aquaculture and the disappearance of the wild salmon runs that had defined this coastline for generations. The winch rusts. The walls crumble. The views to Skye haven’t changed.
References ¹ Malone, D. Exploring Gairloch’s South Side ² Wester Ross Fisheries Trust, Salmon, wrft.org.uk