Folk Lost on the Hill April 10, 2014johndburns 22 The large black Labrador shuffled uncomfortably in front of the fire. He was, as is typical of his kind, an expert human watcher [...]
True North January 15, 2014johndburns 22 This far North, in January, it never really gets light. I can see the sun peeping over the tops of the hills that [...]
Tear the compass from my cold dead hand. December 22, 2013John D Burns 36 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 [...]
Cotton Joe made it! December 11, 2013johndburns 8 This is the guy I met on that wet day in Glencoul. See my previous two posts. Cotton Joe at the end of [...]
The Downhill Mountaineering Club November 24, 2013John D Burns 28 Part two of my Glencoul odyssey Sometimes you know in advance that things are not going to go your way. My plan is [...]
The Boobs of Glencoul November 16, 2013John D Burns 5 It’s dark and I’m miles from anywhere in one of the Highland’s remotest glens, Glencoul, and the bothy in nowhere to be seen. [...]
The Wet November 1, 2013johndburns 10 I’ve been trying to ignore it for a while but now I’ve had to accept the something is happening “down below.” My inner [...]
Bring Back the Wolf October 4, 2013johndburns 12 Many years ago I was walking through a Canadian forest, heading for an ice climb, not too far from the town of Banff. [...]
Never on a Sunday September 15, 2013John D Burns 16 As I wake from the cocoon of my sleeping bag, the first thing I do is feel my legs. Sure enough, they remember [...]
Riding the Highlands August 26, 2013johndburns 6 Over recent months I’ve taken to the road heading about the Highlands on my road bike. Here’s one of my favourite runs from [...]