They always say that solo hiking isn’t for everyone. Now that I’ve done it, I understand why… but I also know that it’s definitely one hundred percent for me!
When Dan signed up for a reverse five ferry challenge starting from Wemys Bay and ending at Brodick, the main city on the Isle of Arran, I knew it was the perfect excuse for me to go do a whole day of walking. I’ve never been to the island before and I never went off on my own either, so it just made sense to spend the day with some recreational hiking. Read on »
A bad cold would not deter us. I got over my cough as fast as I could and now the car is packed ready to head up-country! Stay tuned for windy single track roads, sheep in stark landscapes, gentle river valleys, shallow-pale sun-rays, mist and pouring rain. We’re going camping!
I survived the most of last week on ginger tea, ibuprofen and decongestants, so our weekend camping plans had to be postponed. But it’s not like us to give up completely! Especially not on the rare Scottish days when we’re graced with cloudless skies and stunning weather. Neither of us visited the Borders properly yet, so we headed out South for a drive in the lazy sunshine. Read on »
I should really give my poor feet a break, but it’s difficult to justify lying down indoors on the rare pretty days in Edinburgh. My walking has been reduced to a hobble for days now (I overdid the cycling thang and the feet said ‘no’), but as soon as they felt like they could carry me again, I headed out with the Boy’s camera body, and one of my own vintage pancake lenses, to enjoy the sun.
It took some adjusting to, using this lens I know well in a fully manual context, but now fitted on a DSLR’s body. Finding focus, or the right exposure were all challenges at first, but slowly some decent shots emerged.
As on most of my ‘boyless’ summer days, I plunged for my usual wandering snacks, spent some time lying in the grass, and wished I brought a book with me.
I ended up watching a spot of cricket, posed around at the riverside for the self-timer for a bit, hunted for pretty flowers and only headed home in the glorious orange-yellow light once my feet could absolutely take no more.