FAST TRACK TO NOWHERE IN PARTICULAR. Assorted stuff about things that pop into my head and things I do or at least might do! And the odd RANT. Although that is on a different Blog now. Image is Angle Tarns Lake District 14th Feb 2015. TGO 2012 Morar to St Cyrus Complete. 19th to 21st March 2015. Strictly speaking 18th to 22nd. But only the main dates were walking. Javier Vinas 2nd Chance - Pure Genius.

A Blog on the Landscape! Tuesday, May 12, 2015. How to tie your trail shoes - Simples. An interesting little video for those like me who had not come across this before and always wondered why my laces were far too long. Wednesday, May 6, 2015. One for JJ and Rick. Saddleworth Morris men at Middleton. Tuesday, May 5, 2015. Although that churning in the.

I walked for Sue Ryder Care, who had looked after my Dad so magnificently. Here, you can find out how it all went and what I am getting up to these days. Please feel free to join in with comments. Wednesday, 6 May 2015.

Sadly I returned home early from the 2015 yesterday. I had to visit the Doctors in Aviemore on Thursday, my first visit to a docs for over 20 years! He diagnosed a soft tissue infection in my lower left leg, the remedy. a course of antibiotics and at least 48hrs rest. Preferably with my leg elevated! I had enjoyed my 7days immensely, even the deluges! I shall publish some diary posts over the next few days. Friday, 1 May 2015.

Walking and hiking in the UK and abroad. Monday, 22 December 2014. Rubbish collection, libraries,. Care of the vulnerable and the disabled, and even, would you believe it,. Thirdly, and perhaps mo.

Sunday, 1 March 2015. Arenig Fawr - Welsh Winter Wildcamp. No wonder I saw no other soul in 24 hours - the foothills of Arenig Fawr are a pathless, tussocky bogfest that sap the life and energy from your limbs with every squelchy stomp. The weather forecast had been less than encouraging but a bright blue sky in London teased a perfect winter morning, so all packed I headed up the M40 - destination Bala. Looking south towards Rhobell Fawr and Duallit.

Ramblings of a lover of high ground and wild country who. Thirteen kilometres past bridge of Orchy! I vent my frustration on an unintended section of the West Highland Way. Walking fast, stomping hard, pummelling the ground with my feet and the air with my hands.