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Rubbish II

Saved by a local independant. There will be hot water.
That should be a lesson to us all when we reach for our wallets or need service from someone who knows what the hell they’re doing. Whatever we’re buying.

Rubbish

I promised a customer that there would be hot water tomorrow. The final piece was due to arrive today. £1K worth of über fancy kit which would be manhandled gently into position by the three of us, a few connections made, a switch flicked and we would be heroes. No, not heroes. But we would have [...]

Oh, so very nearly

We nearly PIT manoevered someone today. We would have been blameless and innocent, as our road position and speed was beyond reproach and above scrutiny. It was less than an inch away from happening.
I think if we had actually done it we couldn’t have cried any more tears of laughter than we did during and [...]

I shouldn’t have said anything really.

I was looking at the sale shoes and there was a fella trying on boots with the shops boot fella. I had to sit next them as the wee seat pod is right there and I’m not sitting on the steps up to the mezzanine floor, I mean that would be rude on several levels. [...]

Oh what a disappointment

That’s what I’ve heard said of winter. But we’ve had a ball, so the naysayers can wrap themselves in double sided sticky tape and run around the haberdashery department of John Lewis collecting lint for all I care.
However, now is a wondrous time for the mountains. The air is chilled at night, the colours are [...]

“Yes dad…”

Holly listened with increasing excitement to dad’s account of his most recent adventure.

Ackhuba

I met Craig on his training run and tagged along for a bit before cutting off and heading up the Kilpatricks. He’s doing well, finding pace and distance far too easily it seems. I’m a rubbish runner, but I’m trying. Starting from scratch again is difficult though. The difference in kindness to one’s person from [...]

Ben A’an

It’s not even a proper hill. It’s a rocky outcrop of Meall Gainmheich which is a tract of high ground to the North of the Trossachs. The Trossachs by the way, is just the wooded area between Loch Achray and Loch Katrine. How it got adopted by the whole area I’ll never know. Like calling Carnach [...]

Charley Varrick (1973)

I blame a swing to the right. Or it could be refined sugar, or asbestos. Whatever, the evening sky has been an electric blanket of shimmery wonder thrown over the shivering legs of humdrum weekday dreariness. Until today, when it’s pissing it down.

The plans for the weekend have been put back in the box, the [...]

“Enough with these mountains dad…”

Holly looked worried, thinking that it was all snow capped peaks and technical fabrics in dad’s mind these days.
Dad assured her that all that stuff was no competition to his girl at all.
Happy again, she ignored dad once more and resumed eating the big daisy with the smiley face…

South Glen Shiel Ridge Kit

This was the first really big test for the Big Agnes kit, the Three Wire Bivy, the Zirkel down bag and the Two Track Mat. The Bivy’s tiny footprint saved my neck on the ridge, it pitched easy, the bag lofted fine, getting the mat into the bag is simple, getting the bag and mat combo into the [...]

South Glen Shiel Ridge

This has been a long time coming. All the years of driving through the glen or looking at it from the peaks on either side and saying “I really have to go there…”. It’s one of those hill days that deserves the weather and the right conditions, and the right place in your head. Rushing it [...]

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