PTC*

I think we’ve all learned something today

Yes.

Maybe there’s a Polar Bear?

A dash home to get my pack and find something garish to wear and I was back on familiar ground.
I met Allan at Overtoun House for an evening wander in the Kilpatricks, a long overdue occasion. I’ve known Allan since ‘72 or ‘73, which is always fun in conversation, because he’s the only person I know that’s [...]

Maybe there’s a shark?

It’s going to be Kilpatricks  for breakfast, lunch and dinner, the 900m contour exists only on the horizon for the next wee while. The 600m contour as well I suppose.
First up tonight was a long overdue bike trip with familiar faces Ange and Bobinson. We sweated up the usual route from Old Kilpatrick under the evening [...]

San Marino Grand Prix

Lot’s of my trips revolve around routes for Trail. Now whatever folk may opine on forums, the routes are all-new and equally importantly, not imposed upon the writer. So when I’m back in Kintail in a few weeks it’s entirely my own fault.
But first: The Easains, or This yin and That Yin.

I had to stop [...]

Introducing: My New Hat

Howff

My one worry was where to park for this, but I phoned the girls at the Inveruglas Visitor Centre and they said to stick the motor out of sight in the long-stay parking and that’s what I did. It was dinner time, so a BabyBel and a Pepperami were used as leverage against the tide [...]

I’m a heating engineer, get me out of here.

Daniel and the lie-in

The internet is a very small place.
I met a group of Dutch hikers at Derry Lodge, they were kicking back in the afternoon sun with their tents pitched ready for a shot at Ben Macdui in the morning. I said that I might see them there, maybe even with the wheels, a statement which was [...]

Macfarlane’s Lantern

When I blinked through the wind blown snow into the coire to finally pull the Wheelie across the flat, even if that flat was soft snow, I’ve rarely felt so misplaced in Scotland.
Loch Etchachan sits over 3000ft, but the peaks all around rise a 1000ft more, the high dark cliffs plunged from the seething cloud deep into the dark and frozen waters. [...]

Wheelie goes to the Cairngorms. Part 5

 
Sittin’ by the river, havin’ a wee cuppa, a wee rest before the walk out… sunshine… erm, it’s kind of all over really.
It’s been fun, s’been different. Very different having wheels in the mountains that aren’t one in front of the other.
Oh, I’ll have more to say on this!

Wheelie goes to the Cairngorms. Part 4

 
Well, it was quite a night, snowed quite a bit. Eh, but I got woken up by the sunlight hitting the tent, still bloody cold though.
And, I decided to leave Wheelie at base, and we’re about… ooh, watch here… get to the summit of Ben Macdui. And a little spot of lunch I dare say.
S’bloody [...]

Wheelie goes to the Cairngorms. Part 2

Just crossed a burn, a very full burn, and fast flowing. Wasn’t easy.
Eh, I’m well up now, I’m opposite Derry Cairngorm. The track’s a lot rougher now, I tried putting Wheelie’s wheels… ? Wheelies wheels in the kinda close-together format, but it’s like wrestling an octopus*, so I put them back, and I’m taking the [...]

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