Marathon Men
Now this is going to hurt. I think you can say, with some certainty, that if you sent off from the little seaside
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humour
Never on a Sunday
As I wake from the cocoon of my sleeping bag, the first thing I do is feel my legs. Sure enough, they remember
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Riding the Highlands
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
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Beaten Up on Ben Nevis
The next thing I know I’m sprawled on my back in the heather. A few moments ago, or so it seems, I was
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Meeting the Grey Man
Something is coming towards me through the mist, I can see the figure of a man, easily nine feet high, striding in my
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Rider in the Storm
There’s only one thought in my head now, “Keep pedalling!” I know they are after me. My legs screaming and my backside feels
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A Water’s Tale
I’m getting soft, I realise, as I stand looking at the icy waters and contemplating the idea that I may actually have to
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The Unforgiven Mountaineer
Everything had been fine until I’d answered that question but now a silence hung in the air like a malevolent fart. I sucked
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Buried Treasure
From my hiding place in the heather I anxiously I scan the horizon for incoming walkers. I strain my eyes for the slightest
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If you are reading this – Please go home!
At the end of Loch Arkaig I came across a sign. What it basically says is, “See those big lumpy things behind this
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