Wednesday, 27 June 2012


This stick is for deer:

Yesterday I was mainly looking at Derek's arse because he was always in front.  Except for this time:

This is me convincing myself that I don't actually need poles or crutches anymore:

Thankfully, I am not ticking off corbett's - otherwise this beast would be on the list and its miles from anywhere:

No jelly snakes, just Randoms (left overs from PDG):

Obviously the inspiration for Jabba the Hutt: 

Derek looking slightly relieved having swam across loch torridon: 

Note to self: when trying to gauge one's fitness having been mainly static for 6 weeks, going on the hill with someone who is training for an iron man is perhaps not the smartest move.