Today marked the return of the most avoided trio to wander the Scottish mountains. Once more The Resurrection Man, Cap’n Jack and The Fatdog took to the hills in search of…eh…something or other.
Under the instructions of my physio to work within sensible limits…and to take it easy, we picked a nice wee hill just outside Tyndrum and strolled our way up and back without putting in any effort at all. We enjoyed ourselves so much that we’re going to look for more “nice wee hills” that require little effort – sod struggling up these bloody big Munros! 😀