I still can’t quite believe that we all woke up at 6:30am on a Saturday. But evidently it happened. The journey up to Killin was…
Life would be simpler if I had the source code
Year: 1998
Day Five – Beinn Dorain (3,530ft, 1,076m), Beinn An Dothaidh (3,287 ft, 1,002m) More rain. Can you spot a pattern, dear reader? So we sped…
Day Three – Beinn A’Chaorainn (3,550ft / 1,082m), Beinn Bhreac (3,054ft / 931m). On which it rained a lot. Lots of walking across boggy marshy…
Day Two – Carn A’Mhaim (3,402ft / 1,037m), Ben Macdui (4,295ft / 1,309m). I’m really not fit enough for this lark. As Rich later said,…
Does anybody else think Savage Garden sound like Spandau Ballet? Sorry, just had to get that off my chest… Day one of the holiday proper,…
Travelling Northwards on a weekday when others are working is a wonderfully liberating feeling, especially when you’re heading for Scotland. This time I was almost…
My second Munro. Lots of fun in the snow.
Good Friday, 10th April 1998. While the Good Friday Agreement was being signed in Belfast, I was reluctantly plodding up my first ever Munro, the…