Folk Lost on the Hill April 10, 2014johndburns 22 The large black Labrador shuffled uncomfortably in front of the fire. He was, as is typical of his kind, an expert human watcher [...]
Judgement Day March 16, 2014John D Burns 20 The Iron Lodge is behind me, once a proud place, the lodge now languishes with an aura of genteel decay. Light fittings dangle [...]
True North January 15, 2014johndburns 22 This far North, in January, it never really gets light. I can see the sun peeping over the tops of the hills that [...]
Good Reads for Bad Days December 28, 2013johndburns 6 I’m writing this in the little blip that exists in all our lives between Christmas and new Year. It’s like a temporary truce [...]
Tear the compass from my cold dead hand. December 22, 2013John D Burns 36 I’m in the forest, it’s dark, I’m on a path that didn’t exist when they made the map I’m using. I can see [...]
Cotton Joe made it! December 11, 2013johndburns 8 This is the guy I met on that wet day in Glencoul. See my previous two posts. Cotton Joe at the end of [...]
The Downhill Mountaineering Club November 24, 2013John D Burns 28 Part two of my Glencoul odyssey Sometimes you know in advance that things are not going to go your way. My plan is [...]
The Boobs of Glencoul November 16, 2013John D Burns 5 It’s dark and I’m miles from anywhere in one of the Highland’s remotest glens, Glencoul, and the bothy in nowhere to be seen. [...]
The Wet November 1, 2013johndburns 10 I’ve been trying to ignore it for a while but now I’ve had to accept the something is happening “down below.” My inner [...]
A Water’s Tale July 9, 2013John D Burns 7 I’m getting soft, I realise, as I stand looking at the icy waters and contemplating the idea that I may actually have to [...]