Day 5 Tyndrum to Kingshouse 30 km. The beginning of the day was fairly easy-going. The terrain was flat and easy underfoot. We stopped at The Bridge of Orchy Hotel for a hot chocolate. The views were fantastic and the hot drinks most welcome. Due to interminable rain we decided to enjoy the views from... Continue Reading →
It is widely believed that the Glencoe Massacre of 1692 was initiated from Signal Rock. Today you can embark upon a leisurely stroll to this beacon point. We parked in the car park off the A82 and followed the well trodden path, which lead us to a gushing river. From here, we took the path to... Continue Reading →
'Come on trained killer,' my new coach yelled at me, as we raced around the reservoir. My coach was peddling a hand bike extremely fast, while I was chasing after him. My nick name (trained killer) came from a game of two truths and a lie the night before. As an introductory ice-breaker, we went... Continue Reading →
Keen to make the most of my day in Devon I ventured out bright and early to embark on a hike. I decided to follow the South West Coastal Route from Ilfracombe (where I am staying) to Woolacombe. Approximately 8 miles. The trail began behind Ilfracombe's village museum and theatre. From there it was extremely... Continue Reading →
White cliffs stood tall in the distance. They jutted out into the light blue sea. Despite being made of chalk, they didn't look as if they were about to crumble any time soon. They looked still. Yet, earlier that morning in the Seaford tourist office the lady on duty warned me to stay well clear... Continue Reading →
Deep asleep the alarm woke me up at 8am. We wanted to set off fairly early for our day of hiking. Enjoying yoghurt and granola in our hotel room in front of Table Mountain we gained the fuel we needed to set off. Our journey began turning up the steep road next to the Hilton... Continue Reading →
Sat in the confines of our warm car, munching on cheese and pickle sandwiches we watched the rain pound the windscreen. Visibility was poor. A mysterious white mist engulfed the car. Strong winds caused our heavy metal tin of a car to sway to the left and right. I thought we would be picked up... Continue Reading →
The cold wind hit my cheeks making them rosy red. We could see across the Brecon Beacons; green hills rolled in front of us, while small settlements dotted the horizon with white and grey specks. In the far distance a lake could just about be made out. Its dull blue blended in with the sky.... Continue Reading →
Each pilgrim in the hostel made an effort to wake us up, by loudly packing their bags, talking to each other or flinging their belongings across the cramped room. My brother hit the nail on the head when he described the youth hostel as being odd because there were no youth there. Most guests were... Continue Reading →
I woke up in a comfy double bed to the sound of rain pattering down onto the sky-light. Taking a deep breath I stretched my arms above my head. A cooked Scottish breakfast was waiting for me downstairs. Runny yellow egg yolks spilled out onto patty cakes, crispy black pudding was placed next to lean... Continue Reading →
We are going on a bear hunt 