“And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.” – John Muir
Category: Kev’s Hill Walking Challenges
How to get a hill view. Without climbing a big hill. That was the challenge Dave set me and I pondered a few options. I thought of some small hills in the area with big view such as the Lomond Hills and Ben A'an. The OS maps were scoured for hills I hadn't heard of … Continue reading Are Wooded Hills the Best?
Easter Earshaig car park to Brattleburn bothy is 6.7km, walking along part of the Southern Upland Way, according to my calculations using OS maps. After all the snow and rain over the last week, I was wondering how many of those kms would be on boggy paths and fields. Dave and I had decided at … Continue reading New Year Bothy Therapy
A Christmas dip, since the hills were so wild today. The last shot was indeed me running out of the water as it was so bloody cold 🥶.
It was appropriate that while the country struggles to come to terms with the cost of living crisis, and the government tries its best to justify tax cuts for rich people at the same time, Paul and I decided to escape to Applecross for three days exploring in the wilds. The Gaelic for Applecross is … Continue reading Seeking Sanctuary in A’ Chomraich
Into the Angus Glens for a warming saunter up Cat Law and then a cool down dip in Reekie Linn.
The translation of the Gaelic name for the area gives some indication of the lie of the land we're talking about if you've never been, or indeed never heard, of this remote, beautiful and charming part of the world. It's area that clearly does it's own thing. It's local distillery isn't open at the weekend. … Continue reading The Headland of the Great Seas
It's been a while since I journeyed around a grid square, checking if my map and compass knowledge are still in a vague working order. So with a day to amble I had a think about where I wanted to go. And with fuel prices (and all other prices) going northwards of £1.80 for a … Continue reading Grid Square Journeys no. 4 – NN 7351 (Coire Pheiginn)
"Foulbog" The name of the rural house to my right as I drove over the line separating the Scottish Borders from Dumfries and Galloway which made me giggle. On a par with "Cauldhame", another building moniker I've seen on a walk which would surely make you re-think whether it was the best place to live … Continue reading Foulbog to Dryfehead
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