It’s been a while since I did one of these, due to my ever-busy calendar and general dis-organisedness (I’m sure that’s a word) I managed to miss the Spring/summer 2014 stuff, but I had a jaunt up to Perth the other week to see Gus in his new improved larger dungeon of delights so lets look at what to…
My sunrise alarm went off at ten to four. I stuck my head out of the tent to see wall-to-wall clag. Back to bed. By six, the mist had lifted and it had brightened up a bit so I got the breakfast on. I could see the full length of the ridge I’d traversed the…
Knees. They’re quite important when it comes to our pastime of choice. About ten years ago I traversed the ring of Steall with a group of mates. We spent the day in thick clag and made a minor nav error on the way off Sgurr a’Mhaim which resulted in us descending an unrelentingly steep tussocky slope. After…
I’ve not mentioned this here before but Kirsty’s off training to be a Pilates teacher. It’s an intensive course run over seven full weekends and that has two significant outcomes: 1) She now can point out exactly where I have problems with my posture and movement, and I have a LOT of problems. I blame sitting at a…