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.
Articles tagged with: family walks
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 ...
The start of a New Year always makes me want to get outside and blow away the cobwebs.
One thing we always like to do at this time of year is to go and see the trees in all their autumn glory. I wrote something similar this time last year, but am unashamedly going to say it again: if you haven’t yet been for an autumn walk amongst the leaves, then you really should go now.
The snowdrops are here! I love these plucky little flowers that defy the chilly weather. Every year, I delight in the magical moment when the snowdrops burst forth to brighten up the bare landscape. It’s a cheering sight that heralds the arrival of Spring.
After the success of our 18-mile walk in February, I began to think about other big adventures that James and I might have together during one week of the summer holidays.
The Ruahine Range called to us again...there's so much you haven't seen yet. So, of course, we returned for more exploration, more tramping and more muddy boots!
What do you do when you find yourself with a sudden free weekend before the new school term starts? Climb a mountain of course!
Across the length and breadth of the UK, between October and March, you have the chance to see what is surely one of nature’s most magnificent sights: a ‘murmuration’ of starlings. Tens, or perhaps even hundreds of thousands of birds, all swooping and diving and looping across the dusk sky before settling down to roost for the night.
When, a few years ago, we discovered Brean Down, we noticed another ‘interesting-looking’ promontory called Sand Point. Brean lies to the south of Weston-Super-Mare, while Sand Point lies to the north of it, near Kewstoke. The forecast for the New Year’s Day Bank Holiday was good, and Sand Point had the attraction of being a slightly shorter drive than Brean Down, so it was the perfect moment for a visit.
Another place we like to go – especially in the autumn – is the National Trust estate at Stourhead, a magnificent landscaped water garden.
About six months ago, when it was still winter, James and I took part in a sponsored hill walk. If I’m honest, I don’t normally go in for this sort of thing as I prefer the hills to myself, but it was in a beautiful landscape, James was keen, and it was for a good cause.