Wild Camping in Englandshire

Wild camping

There’s an online petition going at the moment to legalise wild camping in England and Wales so they can have as much fun as us. Away and sign it and I’ll buy you a pint.*

* – After you buy me one.

The Ochils At Last

I’ve motored past them so many times but never ventured up onto the Ochils until today. They clearly haven’t been short of company in my absence though: I haven’t seen so many people out on a range of hills outside the Lake District!

From the south these hills shoot up steeply to about 400m from the Forth plain and then you’re in for an easy day of wandering over grassy tops and talking shite about what such and such a mountain further north at the limits of your eyesight might be.

The soil is clearly very rich and I rather think I’ve visited at the wrong time of year. In the summer they must be covered in flowers.

There are photos. :O]

Trouble With Maps

If you’re one of the people using the maps section to log which hills you’ve climbed, it might have recently stopped working. The problem is that your machine has cached older copies of the scripts. The new scripts are there and working but your browser might not have picked up on that just yet.

It’s easily fixed though. Just go to the map page that you want and do a forced refresh.

HOW DO I DO A FORCED REFRESH?

  • On Windows, hold down Ctrl and press F5
  • On a Mac, hold down the Apple key and press R
  • On Linux, simply press F5

WHAT’S BROUGHT THIS ON?

When I moved the maps from a subdomain to the root of this website, the script files had to be updated to avoid being blocked by browsers as a cross-site scripting vulnerability. If your browser is still using the old scripts, it blocks the execution as a security precaution.

Or it was the evil pixies. Pick whichever explanation you prefer. 🙂

STILL NOT WORKING?

Use the contact form if you’re still having problems after a forced refresh and I’ll see what I can do to help you out.

Weird Weekend at Bob Scott’s

Climbing out of the car into the rain wasn’t the best of starts.

Snowy tents near Bob Scott's bothy

Things improved, though, when a mate slipped, turned his ankle and skelped his face hard off the road during the walk in. I was relieved when he raised a hand to be helped up, and he was quick with praise for rescuing his whisky that was catapulted down the road before coming back to help him. 😉

At the end of that night, a guy in the bothy turned out to be a psycho and started picking a fight. He was one of those repetitive pillocks as well so there wasn’t even any entertainment to be had out of him. Drunken diplomacy won out in the end—sort of.

The next day was an easy stroll up Beinn Bhreac for us, but two lads came in late that night without the dog they’d set off with. It had ran out onto a frozen loch and gone through the ice, the poor wee thing. They said they’d tried to smash a path through the ice for the dog to swim back to shore but couldn’t manage it in the end.

It was a nice dug as well. Mad for sticks but then you expect that from a collie.

I only took a few photos on the way up Beinn Bhreac.

A Few Changes

Only ever being able to post photos has been getting on my wick a bit lately. I needed to add a bit of versatility to this website and so I have. :O)

As well as a few changes for my benefit, now you can leave a comment if you like. Or don’t. I’m not fussy.

2007 Photos

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2005 Photos

2004 Photos