I don't know about you, but if you have ever binged watch a TV show with Mark, there is always an episode in every series where he just frustratingly "Mmmms" at the end of it and says "filler episode". That is the end of his disapproving commentary. This is the episode that has not really … Continue reading Day 11 – filler episode
Author: Janet Fernihough
Day 10 – pretty perfect
Mark mentioned this description today and it has been, both pretty and perfect. Sure, yesterday had the usual fun way markers (see day 7 if you need an explanation). ///leather.glove.glen But it also had so much rain we saw one puddle with a frog living in it. Even with the heater and hairdryer on full … Continue reading Day 10 – pretty perfect
Day 9 – a splash with Nessie
Today, at last, we joined the Great Glen Way, a Highland walk that follows the geological fault line through Scotland from Inverness to Fort William, alongside Loch Ness and Lochy. We've been looking forward to this since we started planning this trip. First though, we had a last view of a surprisingly pretty part of … Continue reading Day 9 – a splash with Nessie
Day 8 – weren’t we just here a week ago?
So, we've walked back into the city that we left on the bus that took less than 7 hours to go to the place we left 7 days ago. Go us - what an achievement. It's a stark realisation that before motorised transport was developed you needed a really good reason to move between places, … Continue reading Day 8 – weren’t we just here a week ago?
Day 7 – last one in this section and beyond the post apocalyptic world…
After the recent scarcity of human civilisation, we rejoined the A9 for a bit today, over two bridges, allowing another disturbing glimpse into kerbside rubbish and a realisation of how far the zombies have reached. This is a stark reminder of how badly I would come off in a zombie uprising. But let's back up … Continue reading Day 7 – last one in this section and beyond the post apocalyptic world…
Day 6 – we’ve walked this bit so you don’t have to. You’re welcome….
Armed with what is becoming our traditional lunch (minus the cider) we set off to walk the 16 miles (26km) from Tain to Evanton today. No, there is no reason to have ever heard of Evanton. In this part of the world, most villages have fewer than 700 people so a single SPAR shop is … Continue reading Day 6 – we’ve walked this bit so you don’t have to. You’re welcome….
Day 5 – Into our stride, almost, until Scotland took it away (in the nicest possible way)
With rain promised this afternoon, we ate our breakfast as quickly as possible this morning, which was a shame, as the Salt House in Golspie has terrible WiFi, but an amazing breakfast. Its decor is also very cool, which does not set you up for a long walk quite as well as porridge, fruit and … Continue reading Day 5 – Into our stride, almost, until Scotland took it away (in the nicest possible way)
Day 4 – Scotland: still trying to kill us in the nicest possible way….
We left Dunbeath yesterday with a load of midges crowded round the front of our pod, like kids around the door of Macdonald's, excitedly awaiting a happy meal. Mark went out into the breech to empty the bin and was duly attacked. Fortunately we are armed with Smidge, so these pose no more mortal danger … Continue reading Day 4 – Scotland: still trying to kill us in the nicest possible way….
Day 3 – A wolf in sheep’s clothing
Yesterday evening gave us an interesting glimpse into the mind of someone who provides accommodation and information principally for JOGLE walkers, when he returned our greeting by laughing maniacally at us. Not with, definitely at. He went on to explain and to advise us on how not to get killed...... The explanation first: Most walkers … Continue reading Day 3 – A wolf in sheep’s clothing
Day 2 – Windswept
Not quite "blowing a hoolie" as the Scots would say (I hope to be fluent in Scottish words for Scottish weather within the fortnight). However, we've had a near constant head wind of ~13 miles (22km) an hour, gusting to 22 miles (36km) an hour all day. To prove it, here's my head, in the … Continue reading Day 2 – Windswept
