Five or six days into the Festive break from work (lost track of days already) I thought I’d better get outdoors and see some hills. Hills other than the mountain of bath bombs in my flat that is – went a bit mad




Next day, en route to meet my friends in town, I popped into Frasers to collect a jacket I had ordered online. Getting older isn’t such a bad thing...walking past the tsk tsk tsk-ing


Four of us were intending to walk Dumgoyne hill but by the time we arrived at the car park just across from Glengoyne Distillery, the hill was shrouded in a thick mist. I don’t mind if there isn’t going to be a summit view on a walk, but I’m also happy to go with the flow. The others decided to walk part of the West Highland Way instead.
Although Britain had been thawing out nicely over the previous few days, the West Highland Way path was still like an ice rink. We were the only ones on it as far as we could see, and we only got as far as Killearn, a couple of miles up the road. The others stopped there to eat their left-over turkey sandwiches whilst I popped in to a cafe to buy a day-old scone...I fed half of it to the birds and sank them


We took an alternative route back to Dumgoyne from Killearn, but the path was just as icy on that.
We stopped again at the Beech Tree Inn at Dumgoyne for post-walk teas and coffees. At first I was horrified


A short but enjoyable walk and end to 2010.