Today I finally managed to get back out on my travels and headed to Glen Duror and walk out to Taigh Seamus a’ Ghlinne Bothy, the birthplace of ‘James of the Glen’, he was alledgedly framed in the legendary Appin murder – as described in Robert Louis Stevenson’s classic novel, Kidnapped. I started off with lead legs, being unwell, still coughing but I was determined just to put one foot in front of the other. On route we found a lone lamb and I managed to flag down a farmer who took it away with no signs of its mother or grazing animals nearby due to being amongst felled forestry, I do hope it will be ok. We continued up through the Glen passing by lots of babbling burns which always give me a magical feeling amongst the trees. At the bothy we lit a wee fire and had our lunch and headed back to Duror.
Our next adventure took us up to Ardsheal Hill above the village to bag the Trigpoint, geezo this blighter was steep from the offset, 250m from sea level and I questioned my own sanity as I wheezed all the way up, as we gained height the panoramic views opened up across Loch Linnhe and clouds started to clear making the way for stunning blue skies and I just said wow! We bagged the Trigpoint, a Vanessa cylinder Trig which was a nice wee surprise after that steep bloody climb. Really chuffed with over 400m of ascent and 6 miles but I really did have to push myself! The fresh air always feeds the soul for me! We finished our day with the first wild camp of the year at Loch Etive and an invite to a community bonfire, with food and wine.



































