Last night I fell asleep with the lights on and a book on my chest. Next thing, it’s 2 am, and the street outside is seething with rowdy youngsters spilling out of the Underground Klub. They barely look old enough […]
Days 260 & 261: Stonehaven to Aberdeen Read More »
I’m back on the East Coast of Scotland, avoiding the West Coast midges, leaving the tent at home, as there are too many populated areas along the Aberdeenshire coast from Montrose round to Buckie on the Moray Firth. It’s been
Day 259: Montrose to Stonehaven Read More »
After the exertion of climbing the Paps, I’m spending most of today travelling on buses, which is welcome as my back is sore from lunging sideways down all that scree. Windy, my weather app, flashes red — the inevitable balancing
Day 258: Rinns of Islay Read More »
My dawn friend returns, trimming the grass to a perfect height for camping. Still in my sleeping bag, leaning out of the tent, we stare at each other. The weather is perfect for climbing the Paps, three cone-shaped scree-clad mountains,
Day 257: Paps of Jura Read More »
Gales are forecast later in the week. I’d planned to walk to Cruib Lodge bothy today, but I need to climb the Paps in reasonable weather, so I’ll skip the bothy, hike back to the main road and catch the
Day 256: Glengarrisdale Bay to Craighouse Read More »
Clammy sea fret presses in on all sides. The view is gone but not the midges, clustering as I pack and head back down the trail, keen to move and leave them behind. I don’t mind walking in the haar.
Day 255: Kinuachdrachd to Glengarrisdale Bay Read More »