NORoS - No Ring of Steel Kyle of Sutherland

NORoS (‘No Ring of Steel’) is a volunteer group formed in response to the threat of wind turbines encircling the village of Rosehall in central Sutherland. Members and supporters of NORoS understand the reality and immediacy of climate change and appreciate that renewable energy is an essential part of countering the crisis. But the unprecedented number of energy developments proposed threaten to overwhelm one small strath.‍ ‍LEARN MORE

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Good News on Allt an Tuir Renewable Energy Park - NPAC Decision 30th September 2026 !

Good News! On Wednesday, 30 September, at a Northern Planning Applications Committee meeting in Inverness Highland Councillors voted 11 to 2 to support a motion objecting to the Allt an Tuir Energy Park, including the recent Additional Information. They did this in the face of planning advice from the Highland Council Planning officer that they should approve the development. The councillors who voted against approving the proposal mentioned concerns such as Wild Land impacts, traffic with particular concerns over the listed Cassley Bridge, intense pressure on the local community over an extended construction process, threats to the rivers and wildlife, plus the cumulative impact.

The motion is available via the Highland Council's webcast library - click on the hyperlink and go to Item 8.

Supporter and local Scottish Artist, Ian Gray, wrote the following two poems about the Allt enTour Windfarm, one in anticipation of the NPAC deliberations; the other following the committee’s decision.

For Rosehall — After the Allt an Tuir Vote

Eleven to two, the chamber spoke,

The ring of steel has met its folk.

The Kyle still runs, the water of life,

It knows the cost, it counts the strife.

The fight's not won, the road still long,

But Rosehall's voice has grown quite strong.

Aqua vitae, the glen's own blood —

It will not yield, it will not flood.

Aqua Vitae — For Allt an Tuir [Before the vote]

Guid councillors, take heed the day,

For Rosehall's folk have this to say:

Allt an Tuir may line some purse,

But it will make our glen the worse.

The sundew, wildcat, eagle, otter,

The dark-skied peace, the Kyle's cold water,

The sleepless night, the anxious mind—

You've scoped them out. You've left behind.

And mental health you cannot ignore,

It's not a box to file and store.

The stress, the fear, the broken sleep,

Are debts this community will keep.

We've seen this wave before, you know,

When sheep replaced the folk below.

The Clearances came in a different guise—

Now turbines tower before our eyes.

The Kyle still runs, the water of life,

It knows the cost, it counts the strife.

The turbines turn for profit's greed,

But Nature's books will make you read.

So record the gap, give it weight,

Require the truth before it's late.

This is our home, our own dear ground—

Don't let greed tear it down.