I last walked this section of the Ayrshire coast back in 2007, i.e. pre-Jazz and even before the creation of the Ayrshire Coastal Trail, so a usual planning-while-munching-toast process popped this into mind. I discussed it with Her-Jazzness and she was keen, especially when I told her no hills would be involved in the creation of this blog entry. There was just the small, unexpected scenario of it being a hot day in Scotland… Continue reading
The first lovely day for ages with blue skies and snow on the ground so Jazz and I headed off for a photo-shoot for the next Christmas card cunningly disguised as an unplanned wander around the New Cumnock area. Continue reading
The recent run of gales continues into the New Year and so I thought it was about time I made the pilgrimage to Saltcoats (like every junior BBC reporter) to witness the combined effect of a very high tide, severe gale force winds, and a storm surge. It was impressive! Continue reading
A brief respite from the gales we’ve been having gave Jazz and I a chance to escape to the Galloway Forest Park. With Christmas still weighing heavily on the mid-riff this was just going to be a pleasant, low-level wander along the forest tracks with a wee saunter around Cornish Hill to get the pulse going a bit faster. Continue reading
The instruction from Her Imperial Majesty the Missus to clear up a pile of “junk” awaiting integration into my filing system resulted in a leaflet produced by South Ayrshire Council called Girvan Walks seeing the light of day again. The longest route involving a circuit to the clachan of Pinmore caught the eye and with a quick consultation with the canine companion we were set. I have no idea how long it has been waiting “filing” but let’s just say that a few wind farms have sprouted around Girvan in the meantime. To cement things the last time I was down here Jazz was literally the twinkle in her father’s eye: time for an update. Continue reading
As I was accompanying the Missus to a popular music concert this evening we only had a few hours for a wander. With lambing in full swing (and apparently the worst season in living memory) we decided to head for some grouse moors. (And as an added treat, this entry is the first that uses the wonderful Ordnance Survey OpenSpace facility to display a map of the location and the route.) Continue reading
Time for the annual Cumbrae saunter , and once again we had a decent day with some nice sunshine. The only new thing to report is the possibility of closure of the University Marine Station at Millport. For a country that has such a reliance on the sea and coast for her wealth, energy, food and tourism even thinking about closure is folly of the highest order and something that only a desk-bound bean-counter would consider. Jazz and I urge you to join us in signing the petition 1.
The uncharitable amongst you are probably wondering how I managed to get Jazz to pose so beautifully outside the Marine Station. Obviously it is years of training, and the three dog treats you can see on the top of the wall.
- Clearly Jazz could only leave a paw-print, but the thought it there. ↩
As I was on taxi duty later in the day 1 we only had time for a short walk around Auchinleck House near Mauchline. We parked at Ballochmyle near the Rock Art and headed along the lanes and tracks for the House. It was beautiful late-autumn weather and the mud was all nicely solid.
- The Missus was off on one of her regular gin-sozzled sessions with a reprobate friend and needed a lift. Luckily, there’s no way she reads this… ↩
The plan was to do a tarmac stretch of the Southern Upland Way (SUW) to the west of the Glentrool area and turn it into a circuit by following a path along the banks of the lovely River Cree. What could be nicer? Well, it turned into one of the least enjoyable walks in D&G and I include it here to remind me never to do it again! And give you suitable warning. Continue reading