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Poles apart – two great weekends 0

Poles apart – two great weekends

One weekend I’m ploughing through leg-slashing heather, knee-deep peat bogs and algae-swollen burns during my first ever mountain marathon on a remote mountainous plateau near Inverness, the next weekend I’m learning more than I...

Scotland’s the best! 0

Scotland’s the best!

Pic right: Mr and Mrs Outdoors at Glentress Sometimes I forget just how lucky we are in Scotland. And then I spend a few days in our great outdoors and it all comes back...

Scotland’s the best for cycling 0

Scotland’s the best for cycling

Sometimes I forget just how lucky we are in Scotland. And then I spend a few days in our great outdoors and it all comes back to me with a great, splendid feeling of...

Tri-ing too hard? 0

Tri-ing too hard?

It would have been exhausting enough if I had only managed to complete every training session during the annual Glasgow Triathlon Club Spring training weekend, held this year at Dalkeith. With two swim sessions...

Tri-ing too hard? 0

Tri-ing too hard?

It would have been exhausting enough if I had only managed to complete every training session during the annual Glasgow Triathlon Club Spring training weekend, held this year at Dalkeith. With two swim sessions...

Get in the saddle of a shiny new bike 0

Get in the saddle of a shiny new bike

My No1 favourite local bike shop Solid Rock Cycles in Balmore, East Dunbartonshire, is holding a bike try out day on Saturday March 28th. Dealers of brands Merida, Kona and Bianchi, among others, the...

One bottle of beer and a cream egg please 0

One bottle of beer and a cream egg please

In retrospect I wonder what the checkout lad in the small supermarket in the village of Buchlyvie, near Aberfoyle, Stirlingshire, thought of the soggy looking female cyclist when she picked up and paid for...

One bottle of beer and a cream egg please 0

One bottle of beer and a cream egg please

In retrospect I wonder what the checkout lad in the small supermarket in the village of Buchlyvie, near Aberfoyle, Stirlingshire, thought of the soggy looking female cyclist when she picked up and paid for...