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 [...]
Judgement Day March 16, 2014John D Burns 20 The Iron Lodge is behind me, once a proud place, the lodge now languishes with an aura of genteel decay. Light fittings dangle [...]
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 [...]
New Year Blues January 2, 2014John D Burns 8 Sometimes the weather creeps up on you. You read the forecast and decide there’s nothing doing on the hills for a while and [...]
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 [...]
I see things October 12, 2013John D Burns 3 Mountains are big. I’ve noticed. In fact they are really big at the bottom and always very small at the top, that’s how [...]
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. [...]