I surprised myself today by deciding to go for a walk in the Pentlands. I’ve been a little hesitant about this walk, as the Pentlands are one of those places that are full of memories for myself and Tom. I didn’t want to go before I was ready, and have to turn back half way up a hill or anything. But I woke up to a lovely day and decided to give it a go. I like the Pentlands. As you’d imagine for a dramatic rollercoaster of a landscape within striking distance of Edinburgh, they can feel a little busy on a nice day, but if you can rise above the crowds around Glencorse Reservoir, the hills are always great for a walk. Before February I’d think nothing of ascending two or three of the Pentlands, but we decided to just try going up and down Turnhouse Hill today. This is not an inconsiderable climb – quite steep in places – and at more than 1600 feet, it is over twice as high as North Berwick Law.
The walk starts among rolling pasture. . .
. . .and then begins a steady ascent. . .
. . .until you reach a pleasing knot of trees. . .
. . . and can pause to take in the spectacle of the valley below.
I had found the walking pretty difficult thus far, and things were about to get even more tricky, because the further up we went, the more frozen and slippery things became. This was someone’s first experience of the cold, white stuff – I think he liked it. . .
and really, I didn’t mind it too much myself – I just had to take care, and take my time.
Bloody hell! how did I get up here?
Having followed me on many a recent walk, you’ll know that the going down is much harder for my wonky and unbalanced left side, and today was no exception. I’m just glad you can’t hear the noises I was making. By the time this next photo was taken, I had developed robot leg, and was at the stage where I was almost starting to hallucinate with exhaustion.
But I was very happy.
The Tortoise and Hare will be released tomorrow! I will be back with another post about it then (clearly you can’t get rid of me at the moment!)