Chaplog tries hard In which an ageing climber comes to terms with life closer to the ground.

A window of opportunity opened forSteve and we went further afield, to Wales, for a cycle ride . Looking at the map suggests it should have been a walk. The destination was Cadair Idris but the forecast was for a lot of wind and rain which is not a pleasant thought when you are going to be face to face with a depression at nearlly 3000 feet.

Tom descending Cadair Idris – a fine example of a man who understands the concept of a free lunch.

Taking photographs was tricky but here they are
(more…)

We kept a record of what birds we saw in the Outer Hebrides. Have I missed any?
(more…)

We wanted to see a Corncrake in the Outer Hebrides, we failed. We did better in the Yorkshire Dales.
(more…)

Where are we here then? I would tell you if I knew and I took the photograph!

I woke up in the night with the rain beating down on the Velux window. The rain subsided as we had breakfast but the wind got worse.

Coming out of the hills to Tabert and the ferry home
(more…)

Porridge for breakfast with golden syrup there are some advantages to doing a lot of exercise. We left by by 8:30 am.

Callinish stones

The photographs – I am still working on them
(more…)

Mrs McKenzie had been adamant that the West Side of Harris was much the better side. Our team was of the opinion, after noting her taste in furnishings (see photograph of bedroom), that we should stick with the East Side.

Rhenigdale Youth Hostel

The photographs – there are lots!
(more…)