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!
Articles in Category: Scottish Highlands and Islands
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.
I am sure there are things in your family outdoor life you ALWAYS wanted to do? Climb that mountain, walk that path, paddle to destination X, sail to Y, cycle to Z ...
You may remember Corwin's passion for Monster trucks? And his love of tractors? Well, who would have thought those two would actually meet in the world's most powerful motorsport - Tractor Pulling!
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.
This morning, the Facebook app ‘On This Day’ showed me some photos I’d taken 8 years ago, over New Year 2009. Maxi was happily zooming down slides in the playground and running around the beach at Roseisle in -12degC in her Spotty Otter Chillibug (or certainly, a previous incarnation of that fantastic down suit!); at 11 months old, Midi wasn’t really walking then. I remembered how the girls hadn’t been bothered by the cold, unlike the 10 adults in the party!
It was 2 days before Christmas and the minxes’ excitement level was 20,000ft and climbing. Despite the start of Storm Barbara’s gusty winds and blustery rain, the girls really needed to get outdoors and burn off some energy because there was a distinct danger that their exhilaration’s inevitable slide into mischief would get them onto Santa’s Naughty List!
As the end of our wet abandoned week’s camping loomed and the constant rain started to get us down more than a bit, the weather forecast promised a little reprieve if we were prepared to travel north to the Moray Firth coast.
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.
If you live in the North-West Highlands the flipside of looooooong spring & summer days is looooooong autumn & winter nights. And yes the weather. Of course we live by the saying 'There's no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing' but even the best of Spotty Otter gear does not always help with that often half-hearted sense of adventure ...
We are having stunning October Scottish weather for a change!
So there we were, back home instead of camping, with a shiny new Historic Scotland family membership and most of the country experiencing continual rain.