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.
Ignore me just checking new connections. Oh, made it to Scotland. Details to follow. Continue reading Upload Update.
If you don’t know who sang that, stop reading this right now. I know adventure is just around the corner. … Continue reading “In llama land there’s a one man band and he’ll toot his flute for you, come fly with me let’s fly, let’s fly away.”
I call it a holding pattern, bidding my time until my hiking departure this Friday, so shall make this brief. … Continue reading Holding Pattern Update.
Thank you, The Clash. Just my way of saying with yet another musical reference, that I have safely arrived. The … Continue reading “London calling, yes, I was there, too. And you know what they said? Well, some of it was true.”