Category Archives: my walks diary

So what’s this all about?

Having virtually walked alongside my colleague Sharon on her epic journey along the St. Francis Way in Italy in summer 2017, I got into the habit of taking photos of my walks and have carried on ever since. On top of that, as a project for 2018 and to keep me motivated to go out at least once a month, I came up with the brilliant idea of getting a calendar printed of the pictures I take this year.

This could potentially be a flash in the pan and something that I don’t sustain but I’m going to give it a go. Up till now, I’ve been taking photos using my mobile phone because I always have it with me when I go out walking. However, I have invested in a pocket-sized camera to increase the quality of the pictures – she says hopefully.

So, let the blogging begin.

Craigvinean Forest – 07/01/18

Craigvinean collage

Having been spurred on by tweets from @CountrysideBen heading into the hills for some deep snow walking, I decided to head for another of my favourite haunts – Craigvinean Forest. Underfoot was a bit slippy in places but when I eventually got up the hill to head out to Dalguise, the ice was replaced with snow that was a little deeper than I’d anticipated. I did at one point consider just retracing my steps rather than going in a circle but kept going. For a stretch of the walk, my footprints were the only human ones. Absolutely wonderful winter walk with no-one else there; peace and tranquility, can’t beat it.

Balbeggie to Scone and back – 06/01/18

After being back at work for a few days, a familiar walk through my favourite wood was just what was needed.

Balgray Burn

St. Martin’s church

 

 

 

 

 

I then headed for Scone through the Muirward Woods and discovered a bit of a shortcut through them so my walk didn’t end up as a mammoth one. Had a bit of an encounter on the way with a Valmarana, that thought it would be fun to play with me! Beautiful dogs but they’re pretty bouncy. I’ve had a few difficult encounters with large dogs over the past year and, not being particularly tall, having a large dog running at you full pelt and jumping up is a bit scary. Its owner was very good but not all dog owners are.

It’s peculiar what you think about when you’re out walking but when I stumbled upon this frozen puddle, I started thinking about the science of freezing. I did consider tweeting my science colleagues but I worked it out myself – Higher Physics and Chemistry knowledge to the rescue.

Ice puddle pattern 

 

 

Burntisland to Aberdour – 27/12/17

This is a walk I have been promising myself to do for ages. I did this walk, probably about thirty years ago when I lived in Burntisland with my mum and dad, but haven’t ever done it again. When a friend said they would show me how to access the Monk’s Walk, I jumped at the chance.

Again the weather was amazing; a little nippy but bright and sunny. We walked out from Burntisland passing various sea birds and seals perched on the rocks and ended up at Silver Sands. To my surprise/amazement/incredulity, despite it being absolutely baltic, there were several people stripping off and swimming in the sea – nutters! We left them to it and headed around the spit to the harbour…

Aberdour harbour

As is required, certainly at this time of year and for no other reason than one has walked for a few miles, we had a pit stop at McTaggart’s for tea and scones.

This is such a lovely stretch of the Fife Coastal Path and one that I will have to do again, soon.

Dysart to West Wemyss circular – 26/12/17

I know I said that this was going to be all about 2018 but I had to include this walk and the next three because the pictures are really lovely.

Christmas Day was absolutely miserable so I didn’t get a chance to go out at all – not even for a wee wander down to the park. But Boxing Day, I was determined to get out of the house and strike out for West Wemyss.

I decided to see if I could find a path that enabled me to do a circular route rather than having to walk to West Wemyss and back along the same path; and I did. I walked along the main road to Coaltown of Wemyss and then down towards the Fife Coastal Path to return to Dysart. It was chilly but the sun was shining and there was hardly a soul to be seen. Glorious!

view back to West Wemyss