A crisp, golden morning on the West Highland Way. Worth getting up at the crack of dawn for.
A snow day Time for a walk . . . on the West Highland Way!
Hiya! It is I, Bruce. Today I am here to tell you about an important difference between Dogs and Humans. This is where I live. It is a good place and there are many things I like about… Read More
Tom’s appendix-less state means he can’t run or cycle at the moment, but this has been quite good, as he’s been able to join me on my walks. Yesterday we popped up Conic Hill and it was a… Read More
Today I just want to say a massive CONGRATULATIONS to Tom and his pal Ivor, who yesterday completed The Highland Fling: a 53-mile “ultra” race along the first half of the West Highland Way. The race starts in… Read More
One of the saddest things I had to do in the months following my stroke was to give up our Edinburgh allotment. I simply did not have the strength and energy to maintain a garden, and since then… Read More
One of the very great pleasures of living here is that the West Highland Way is on our doorstep. I walk out of our steading, and about a hundred yards up the way is a glorious landscape, at… Read More
Hiya! It is I, Bruce. A while ago, we lived in a tall stone building in a city where there were lots of cars. Now we live here: Where there are lots of these: And a few of… Read More