Commuting to Solitude
It happens to all of us most of the time these days. You look in your calendar and something’s missing, someone has stolen
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Edinbugh Fringe – Ego Addict
It’s almost here, in a few nights I’ll be carried away on that avalanche of culture called the Edinburgh Fringe. I’ll lose a
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Mallory and Everest, a family affair
Some men cast shadows that linger for generations after their death. George Mallory was such a man. While researching my one man play
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Confessions of a Mountain Bike Novice
Until a couple of weeks ago I was a mountain bike virgin. I saw people on them but had never ridden one. Now
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Sign of the Times
In one of my previous posts http://johndburns.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/true-north/ I made some comments at the expense of Scotways previously known as the Scottish Rights of Way
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Lessons on mountain biking or How Not to get to a bothy
Everything has just gone pear shaped. I hit the ground with an emphatic thud. My legs float skywards and I can see the clouds
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Maol Bhudhie – episode 2
(If you go two episodes back in the blog you can read the first instalment Judgement Day) It’s the morning after the walk
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Folk Lost on the Hill
The large black Labrador shuffled uncomfortably in front of the fire. He was, as is typical of his kind, an expert human watcher
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True North
This far North, in January, it never really gets light. I can see the sun peeping over the tops of the hills that
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Tear the compass from my cold dead hand.
I’m in the forest, it’s dark, I’m on a path that didn’t exist when they made the map I’m using. I can see
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