Montrose, Thursday Well, it wasn’t. And it was. I’ll come back to that but first of all, once I was … Continue reading The Best Crossing, Ever.

Thank you David Byrne. While I have been able to clean up fairly well, my actual hiking clothes are stiff … Continue reading “Take me to the river, drop me in the water, take me to the river, dip in the water.”

Ballater, Sunday recap Is it at all possible to travel and not reference a song that Willie Nelson sang? The … Continue reading “Oh the days dwindle down to a precious few, September, October…”

Saturday, Braemar Thank you Gene Autry, for those words of promise, written in 1939. I’ll get into my rebound in … Continue reading “I’m back, I’m back in the Saddle Again.”

Inverness, Wednesday That’s what is playing, as I sit in a pub along the River Ness in Inverness. It continues: … Continue reading “Dear Prudence, won’t you come out and play…”

Aviemore, Monday The title says it all, but we’ll get to that in a bit. Paul and Karen picked me … Continue reading Walking to Nowhere.

Woke up to an absolutely beautiful day. Packed up and head into the bog with Steven, Rob and Tilo. Ready … Continue reading Lord, How I hate Bogs.

Saturday, Drumnadrochit We’ll get to that, but first, Friday, kick-off day. That’s me, beginning Day One. I signed out of … Continue reading I’m Alive. Barely.

Last we spoke, I was about to board the Caledonian Flyer. Let me correct myself, it is the Caledonian Sleeper. … Continue reading Yet Once Again, I Have Arrived at My Departure.