The Maddening Malaise of May has struck once again.
For the third May running my enthusiasm for the mountains has almost totally vanished and I have spent a frustrating couple of weeks sorting my head out. Even taking Maisie for a walk has been an effort, with my brain constantly going in circles as I wait for the little roulette ball of choice to stop bouncing around and let me know what I’ll be doing next. Will it be geocaching? Will it be coastal walks? Will it be trails through the glens? Possibly some or all…and no doubt I’ll be up the odd hill as well as the mood takes me.
I’ve just missed a crackin’ dry weekend to explore somewhere, anywhere, as my indecision crippled me yet again. I found myself plodding sadly around Plean Country Park, mind a total blank and enthusiasm for anything, including the blog, almost gone. Admittedly there have been a number of contributory elements to this gloomy state of mind but it is my nature to bounce back once I can focus. Then a new project sprang to mind. I picked up the phone to see if the Cap’n fancied the idea. There was a lull at the other end of the phone as I could sense him mulling over the prospect of a different sort of walking experience. Then I explained the real reason for the trip. Intrigued, he said he was up for it.
So…where will we be going?
Our destination will be a stretch of North Sea coastline north of Montrose between the towns of Johnshaven and Gourdon following what I think is a section (off road) of a national cycle route.
Hmm…very specific you are no doubt thinking…and the Scottish walkers amongst you must be also thinking – a very obscure spot indeed!
We aim to confuse.
You will by now have quite correctly assessed that I’m not going to tell you why we’re going, that is for later.