Out of touch and out of time

We have been way for three nights and off-grid in the Galloway Forest Park, wilding. No phones, no Internet. We had a marvellous time, even though the weather might have been kinder. There was much peace and quiet and there were Red Deer (pictured) and Roe Deer (not pictured), and goats, and many Red Kite, …

A bit of a cockup

I should love to report, on this wet and dismal day, that I have busily been working at my thrummed socks. Alas, no. I have done very little and as yet the socks make no progress. Have I read a book? No, not at all. Nor have I dabbled with pencil and paper. Been doing …

We’re still here

Yes, almost two weeks in one spot. Itchy feet conquered? I doubt it. After a prolonged mild spell, much of it grey and wet, we were walloped by a drop in temperature overnight on Friday and a hard frost barely gave way at all yesterday. Thankfully things warmed up a bit by this morning… our …

Where were we?

I’ve been everywhere, man, I’ve been everywhere. Well, maybe not everywhere, but in quite a few places. When last we spoke, we were back at Kippford due to an impending storm (Barbara). We then took off again on 24th December, returning to base here at Kippford on Tuesday last week – since when I have …

A Change is as Good as a Rest

We have returned to Winter Base. Our trip took us as far as Battlesteads (more of which, soon) but the impending arrival of Barbara, the knowledge that our new pod tent was not secured very well, and the fact that Vincent had sprung a leak all added up to make sense of a return to …

Sprouting Wings

This Time thing just keeps on flying, doesn’t it? Vincent had reflux issues last night. Just as we were going to bed, at a rather later hour than normal for us, I noticed that the carpet was wet. The grey waste had come up through the shower drain in the main floor area. We were …