Important Change Coming Up – Please Note

In a weeks time you may not be able to find the blog via search engines…so please bookmark the main page…or save the blog address somewhere…or note down my email address.

Being naturally grumpy I’m fed up with a lot of hits on the blog that are spammers/wasters etc, all buggering up my stats for no good reason.  🙄  All new posts seem to be affected.  I’m not particularly bothered about the stats…but I want to stuff the irritants as a matter of principle!  😆

Not being a computer genius I reckon step one to getting rid of them is to make the blog invisible to search engines.  If that fails the blog will go private. 😯

I have also set up a replacement blog…just in case. 😀




Posted by on February 17, 2011 in General Drivel


An Iron and Bronze Day for The Fatdog

After a year or so of stop/start hillwalking I’ve started this year in determined mood.  We will make every effort to get out and about in the mountains…albeit probably smaller mountains.  Too many days have been missed through worry about legs/back/dog/weather/long drives…the list goes on.  This year’s planning has helped.

We have a new philosophy – Carpe diem.  This involves seizing any crappy diem as long as it’s not tipping it down…well…as long as there’s at least a chance of the summit being clear…ok…I’m prepared to go out if the sun isn’t shining.  But I’m definitely not going on a rain lashed day; The Fatdog objects to the smell of wet human. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by on February 12, 2011 in Grahams


Recent Photos

For those of you who may be interested I’ve put the photos of our recent hill walks on Flickr.  The links to the slideshows are below.

The School of not so Hard Cnocs (Cnoc Coinnich)

No Real Grunt on the Hill of the Pig (Meall à Mhuic) – I just discovered the symbols button for the accent on the a – after 2 whole years blogging! 😳

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Posted by on February 3, 2011 in General Drivel


No Real Grunt on the Hill of the Pig

You realise you’ve made a mistake when it becomes obvious that what appeared to be a covering of frost is actually a covering of frost…and pockets of underlying ice. My problem was that it was damn near impossible to tell under which part of the frost layer the ice was actually lurking. I should have been more sensible…or less stupid, depending upon how you measure these things. The single track road across to Glen Lyon from Loch Tay via the Ben Lawers car park is not the finest at the best of times, but in winter it becomes a beast of unpredictable moods. From where I was sitting behind the wheel of The Tank its mood could at best be described as skittish. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by on February 2, 2011 in Grahams


The School of not so hard Cnocs

The Map - Cnoc Coinnich in foreground.

Things had been going well before the snow arrived in early December.  My physio had suggested I adopt a more conservative approach to my walking which basically meant more gentle and relaxed hill days.

I took the hint. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by on January 30, 2011 in Grahams


The Fatdog goes to see her Shrink…well…her brother actually.

The Fatdog practically blew a gasket trying to get back to the house.  We’d made it about 30m from the front door to the main drag through the estate when she heard something…goodness knows what it was she heard, but she heard something, something which obviously heralded the end of the world.  So…that was it…straight back to the house.  Quivering. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by on January 26, 2011 in General Drivel


Seven Days of Rest : And a Missing Building

Don’t panic ladies and gentlemen you’re not seeing things.  😀  This is a repeated post.  Some strange sites kept viewing the old page so I took a bit of drastic action and copied it, gave it a modified title, then deleted the old.  Hopefully that should throw the spammers (?) off the scent.  I’ve kept the old comments as part of the text.  Hope this works. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by on January 22, 2011 in General Drivel