Mull

Where did the last 12 hours go? I woke once and watched the stars and lights across the loch. Now my head throbs so badly I don’t want to move. Did I sleep too long, lie with my head down

The Fossil Tree on the Isle of Mull is 50 million years old and sits at the end of a challenging coast walk in The Wilderness, wonderfully named on the OS map as part of the remote Ardmeanach peninsula. I

The puddles of water at my head and feet have nothing to do with the heavy rain during the night. Condensation is a challenge when bad weather forces me to close the tent flaps. We exhale more than a litre

Sharing yesterday’s waterfall adventure with the Mull Facebook group, Mullman responded with a lovely story, reminding me of Bella, our beautiful English Setter. The sheer drop near the waterfall is called Kelp’s Leap. When my stepfather, Iain Moody first came

To visit the second arch requires a real head for heights, hillwalking experience, extreme care, and decent weather. The path is more of a sheep path and any slip would be fatal. The Walkhighlands website has this cheery description of

The wind swirls round the tent, as it has all night. I sail back to Mull today before hiking south to Traigh Ghael Beach, regarded as one of the finest on the island and the most inaccessible. Sixty mph gusts