hill walking
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Sleeping on the Top Bunk
It was a point of conversation that recurred over and over again with regularity and always caused giddiness and excitement. It was something Dave and I both had a wish to do but had found neither time nor opportunity in our previous near-50 years on planet earth. We love camping, bothying, walking and lots of…
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Ballochbuie Forest
This weekend, I was supposed to be heading south into the Scottish borderlands with a friend for a camping trip. It’s been in the diary for weeks. However, early in the week he had to pull out so I was left with a decision to make, should I continue on our prearranged plan, or should…
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Time for Bed
If I asked you about finding the perfect pea, you’d probably think I was talking about food again. I’m not a fan of mushy peas, but petit pois are lovely when they have a bit of a crunch about them. And don’t get me started on big, fat garden peas. This pea chat isn’t related…
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Finnich Glen
Mrs J and I explored Finnich Glen today. A deep sided gorge, the red rock in the glorious sunshine gave the water a definite “river of blood” look.
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Grid Square Journeys no. 6 – NS 6690 (Gourley’s Burn)
My first hill day in a while! The sun would be shining, some of the time at least. The forecast told me so. The wind would be light and the chosen spot for a grid square journey was one I’d had my eye on for a while. A wander around the grid square which included…
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Gilmour’s Linn
A wander up to Gilmour’s Linn with Neil and Gav. Second time I’ve been but first time for the other duo. An amazing spot for a dip, although both times I’ve been it’s been windy and raining, this time catching the tail end of Storm Isha. The back of the cave behind the falls was…
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More New Year Bothy Therapy
The last time I made a plan of adventures for the year ahead was 2020. And you’ll remember how that year turned out. New adventure ideas present themselves all the time and I find it easier now to make one or maybe two plans at a time for the months directly in front of me.…
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Storm Babet’s Bothy
A photo of my grandad can still be found on the wall in the restaurant area of the Cross Keys Hotel in Ettrick Bridge. What he is doing in the picture I can’t quite remember as I saw the picture about 12 years ago on a quick stop through the village. The Ettrick Valley was…









