No matter the weather, there are always plenty of jobs to do down at the beach. Streams need to be dammed or diverted; rocks relocated; and tonnes of sand moved gargantuan distances.
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 ….
As we conclude this year a final adventure from distant shores, before we return to more home-made and local adventures in the far-north of the Highlands.
Another brilliant place we visited this summer was Trebah Garden. We’d never been before, but Granny and Grandad have been several times over the years and had repeatedly said how hard it was to decide whether they preferred Trebah Garden or Glendurgan Garden. We thought it was time to see Trebah Garden for ourselves.
The year we started our Little Trekker blogging adventure I wrote a long list of places in the North of Scotland we should cover - Black Rock Gorge was on it but it was only a few weeks ago that we finally made it there!
I don’t know what they’ve been feeding James at school but he has shot up overnight and seems to be growing out of everything quicker than we can replace it. I was frantically trying to get everybody out the door for a family walk up our local hill- Dumyat, on the outskirts of Stirling to find James’ feet had grown a size in the space of week.
Chloe came home from playgroup with this piece of art many moons ago and it’s become a kind of mantra we try (and often fail) to stick to in the busyness of life. It was particularly hard to stick to last Thursday when it ended up being nearly one o’clock before we embarked on our much anticipated “Christmas holiday mountain adventure day”.
Reading about our Montenegro adventures you will probably ask yourselves - what, NO fishing? Naturally there was! No holiday’s complete without at least some angling adventure, so of course we had reserved a full day for some fly-fishing
I would have loved to have seen the Poppies when they were at the Tower of London so I was really pleased to hear they were coming to Belfast.
I love small hills. Before we had children, I could never have imagined writing anything like that and genuinely meaning it.
I usually associate trekking - little & large - with using our legs, but then we already had several train trekking adventures here on the blog, so can't conclude our series of autumnal Montenegro Meanderings without the final episode - the great train journey back!
Harry recently turned 10, which is a milestone worth marking, but all Harry wanted to do was “go to a forest and mess about with ropes and stuff”. Thankfully, a few of his friends were willing to join in, so off we all went for the cheapest birthday party ever.
So for the past few years we have been going to the local bonfire night, there is usually one in the village and the kids can muck around with their friends in the mud. I guess the muddy mess might have been easier to contain with new Bogs as waterproof footwear but it was not to be! This year however the whole of Lochaber failed to get a license to run any bonfire event! Strange. The nearest one was a 1 ½ hours drive away in either Oban or Inverness!