Yesterday I finished the 2015 TGO Challenge at Dunnottar Castle on the east coast of Scotland.
This was my second TGO Challenge and in almost all ways couldn’t have been more different from my first coast to coast crossing last year. I’d planned a high level route this time, and that combined with more extreme weather, some high winds and cold air temperatures made it a much more challenging trek. Continue reading
After much deliberation here’s what I’m planning to take on the TGO Challenge this year.
Final base weight is 7.4 kg including all my shell gear, camera etc. I’m assuming worst case weight, so a sunny start from Lochailort wearing minimal gear. Everything else in or on the pack.
My route for this years TGO Challenge has been vetted and signed off. Here’s a run down of where I’m heading, some of the vetters comments and how it differs from last year’s trek. I’m starting from Lochailort and finishing at Dunnottar Castle this time. Continue reading
Not lost…..just checking….honest !
Entering for the TGO Challenge last year was, of course, meant to be a one off. If only life were so simple, the best laid plans of mice and men and all that.
So here at the start of 2015 I find myself reflecting briefly on last years crossing as I plan to do it all again in 2015. Continue reading
With the best of the walking and scenery now behind, I guess I will be forgiven for applying the blinkers and taking a beeline for St Cyrus Bay. And so begins the last days in my TGO report. A little over 12 days in the walking, a little under 200 days in the blogging. That’s got to be something of a record. Continue reading
I am a roaming Highlander, a native of Braemar
I’ve often roamed the valleys around by Lochnagar
I’ve often ranged the valleys in spite of all command
But now I’m bound to sail the seas unto Van Diemen’s Land (The Braemar Poacher)
Well I’m not sure about heading for a Tasmanian Penal Colony, but a few days from the coast the sea was calling. Continue reading
A rare moment of serious reflection for the Chuckle Brothers
The next couple of days would be a very sociable affair, walking with the Chuckle Brothers and the man who taught Bear Grylls everything he’s forgotten about wilderness navigation. It was also when a new piece of kit acquired me; A homing hat ! Continue reading