“Let’s go and find some snow!”
You’d be forgiven for thinking those words were spoken by a young child, giddy with excitement at the prospect of making snowmen or hurtling down a hill on a home-made sledge
In my late teens I bought a moped. We were a family without a car so the exhilaration of driving off that first evening minus map, helmet or plans, was an unforgettable thrill. I drove randomly with no concept of direction or distance. Time meant nothing until I faced a sign indicating that Dumfries was a mere ten miles away. Oops.
Sheila A. Grant. August, when the first glimpse of lilac heather darkens to carpets of purple, is a perfect time to visit the Highlands of Scotland. But don’t forget your midge net.Leaving the bustling town of Aviemore and the impressive Cairngorms, snow still clinging to the depths of the corries, our first destination is Huntly….
I’ll tell you what ladies and gents, I am in my element. As you probably know, the ‘annual two-week heatwave’ came and went like a fart in the wind. But my goodness, wasn’t it glorious?
by Gill Sherry After 20 years of admiring her from afar, I finally set foot on the iconic Ailsa Craig. Sitting 16 kilometres from the mainland in the outer Firth of Clyde, the dome-shaped rock is as synonymous with Ayrshire as Rabbie Burns himself. Instantly recognisable, the uninhabited island adds drama to an already breath-taking…