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Grid Square Journeys no. 5 – NN 9931 (Montreal)
I’ve never been to Canada, but when I do I hope it’s as lovely as Montreal in Perthshire in the sun. Yes, that’s right, Montreal in Perthshire. It’s no metropolis but rather is an old croft near Harrietfield with the same name as the largest city in Quebec. And yet for such a lovely area,…
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Seeking Sanctuary in A’ Chomraich
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…
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A Straight Line from Laggan to Newtonmore
I’ve been meaning to get a proper bike rack for a while. I’d tried a few of ways of attaching the bike to the car and most would involve regular resprays. The £25 I spent was far less than expected and this trip was the fantastic first foray into what my brain already calls “bike…
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Cottaging on Dava Moor
I have a dream. To live in an old cottage far away from civilisation. And every now and then I travel over Dava Moor (between Nairn and Grantown on Spey) and I can see the remains of what must have been a well populated area in days gone by. Old and derelict cottages, tracks and…
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Where’s Kirsty?
At McGregor’s Cave near Kinloch Rannoch of course.
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The Old Cottage Chair
While walking the West Highland Way last week, I managed to find some urbex action. Even with sore legs, I resisted the urge to sit on this old chair.








