Today we really wanted to go and explore some areas down Fife or Lothian way, but we get beautiful weather so seldomly that we had to follow the sun – inland it was, then! We’ve passed through Ballater many times en-route to other places but never explored it properly. Jon suggested that as we’ve spectacularly failed to do any family walks during National Walking Month that we go for a bit of a bimble around one of the many circular walks around Ballater.
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After our first one and a half lazy days of exploring Kotor it was time to shift a gear and aim for some real little trekking.
Welcome to our first blog post from New Zealand! 11,654 miles, a whole other hemisphere and a new landscape to explore.
Another of our favourite days out is Whinlatter Forest which I have written about before as we just can’t stay away. It’s a fabulous area of forest just outside Keswick looking out over Bassenthwaite Lake where an osprey couple come to breed every April.
Although I’m writing this on a particularly rainy day, May really has been pretty glorious so far, giving us some perfect weather for adventures. The good weather, #NationalWalkingMonth and new shoes from Little Trekkers (Meindl Responds for the 7yo) inspired us to plan an epic walk. Most often we head out from the house on foot and walk around our local area, but for this walk we decided to try something new. We even had to pick up a new OS Map as we were heading over the border to Wiltshire (sounds more dramatic than it was, we only drove for 30 minutes to the starting point!).
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.
My idea of a great canoe trip is to go on a journey. The boys’ idea of a great canoe trip is to canoe for perhaps half-a-mile, land somewhere ‘interesting’, and spend several hours ‘pottering’ about.
Paddles (and a spade) were scrounged, the boat was driven to the caravan site (we thought 2 sea kayaks on the roof were a bit unwieldy, but an open boat is a whole different kettle of fish!) and calm weather was spotted on the horizon. The launch of HMS Patience was on!
Having found several options for a wild camp during our ‘Island Hopping’ experience, all we really needed was the right weather. We were pleased to see that two or three reasonable days were forecast later in the week: winds would be light, and although the odd shower was possible, so too were some sunny spells.
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.
I’ll be honest that the idea of going to an ‘adventure park’ or ‘theme park’ usually wants to make me run screaming to the hills in the other direction. My usual tactic is not to tell the children that these types of places exist as selfishly I would rather go for a walk, bike ride or any other outdoor activity.