Last month we found ourselves down south again - the joyous occasion of picking up our new puppy Trix from Middlesbrough meant we spent a few days in North Yorkshire and places on the way.
Little Trekkers Ambassadors
We must have the best customers in the World. They have been telling us for years about all the great things they get out and do with their families and we thought it was about time the World knew about it. This is not a ‘Places to go with the kids’ resource in a traditional sense. There’s lots of good websites out there already that can tell you the opening times and entry costs into the many hundreds of attractions that there are across the country.
This is about real experiences, in real places, by real families who get out there in this magnificent country of ours and do stuff. Great stuff! Stuff that you will look back on and remember for the rest of your life. Places that you may never have thought to go, things that you may never have thought to do. Told by those who have been there and done it, and want to pass it on to inspire other families to do the same. These are our Little Trekkers Ambassadors. They lead the way ….
We’ve passed Edzell Castle many times en-route to Glenesk, scene of our (many) epic adventures and disasters. Despite the pull of Queen’s Well, Loch Lee, Rapunzel’s Castle (Invermark) and Mount Keen, Midi flat-out refuses now to go anywhere near Glenesk.
Before settling down for the night in Charmouth, I had given myself a good talking to for having ‘confused’ numbers such as 56 and 59 with much smaller numbers such as 40. I had looked again at the route for the following day, established that Brixham was 54 miles away, which would mean setting off at half-past nine, and had given myself another good talking to.
On our trips to Fort William we become avid train spotters. It’s not just any old trains we’re keen to see though, in fact we only have eyes for one particularly special train: the Jacobite. This glorious old steam train that travels between Fort William and Malaig has definitely stolen our hearts and we try and cram in as many views as we can. All trips to the supermarket have to be timed for when it will be at the station at Fort William and walking Jarvis at Glenfinnan so we can see it pass over the viaduct is a favourite walk. But this holiday we managed to find our best viewing spot yet - Loch Eilt.
As spring approaches fast we better clear our backlog of winter adventures - although, would anybody really notice if we wear winter clothes in June in a story located in Scotland? Anyway - back to the story ... about trying to catch some razor clams in February!
In our local community woodland we have a 'twigloo' - much admired recently rebuilt - and getting a bit small now for Corwin. It has long been our plan to build our very own twigloo on the croft and so when we had a rather quiet Sunday afternoon ahead of us recently we decided this was the time to finally have a go.
After a good night’s sleep and a fantastic full breakfast we were cycling by half-past nine. I was quite impressed by our departure time, but less so by the weather. The drizzle had not been forecast; nor had the thunderstorm. As we toiled up a steep hill, the heavens opened and we were pelted by hailstones, which really hurt when your only protection is a bit of lycra.
Life has been pretty hectic, what with work, house renovations and starting school for James. So for once our first port of call on our trip out West to Fort William wasn’t cycling or canoeing but a day at the beach. The lovely golden empty beach at Morar was the perfect antidote for a busy few weeks.
It's March and of course that means we have to share our obligatory start of season fishing adventure! This year the first day was a weekday - and not great weather - so only the most hardy in the family ventured out. But the fist weekend of the season was just nice enough to lure me out too for a full family-fishing adventure.
As winter turns to spring, we Teagues are beginning to plan for Summer 2017. One of the highlights of last summer was definitely our church camping weekend at Tollymore Forest, home to Ashley’s favourite kayaking river – the glorious Shimna!
Having told you in ‘Adventure Dilemmas’ about all the indecision and procrastination surrounding our adventure last summer, I need to tell you about how it all went.
When I posted a photo of Tarbat Ness Lighthouse on Facebook a few days ago my friend Sophie asked - so are you a Ligththouse Chaser? And I emphatically answered NO! But then reviewing all our previous Lighthouse blog posts on here - maybe she has a point!