Glasgow
Meet at the Counting House in Glasgow for a guided walking tour of "Secret Glasgow" led by local guide Kevin which will start from George Square at 10am prompt.
Glasgow
Meet at the Counting House in Glasgow for a guided walking tour of "Secret Glasgow" led by local guide Kevin which will start from George Square at 10am prompt.
Alan, Alan McQ, Allan, Davie C, Davie Mc, Dougie, Hugh, Jimmy, Johnny, Malcolm, Paul, Robert
We have to thank Kay and Davie for their hospitality in providing coffee and scones as we assembled in Darvel on a bright, crisp, cold, early winter’s morning. It was good to see Kay, despite her incapacity, and we wish her a speedy recovery from her broken leg.
The plan was to walk to Galston and so we set off just after 10 o’clock along the riverside path. There were only a few icy patches on the path, although care had to be taken when negotiating them, and there were a few near misses regarding falling on one’s posterior, but, in the main, this was turning out to be a very pleasant walk indeed.
On reaching the far away entrance to Lanfine estate Davie and Isla turned up through the estate to return home from there whilst the rest continued to Newmilns.
Most were in favour of continuing on the path to Galston but Alan McQ, Dougie, Hugh, Jimmy and Paul wished to extend the walk and turned up Windyhill Road. Those who stayed low reached Galston about ten minutes to twelve just in time to get the bus back to Darvel and to take up Davie’s generous offer to allow us to have our lunch in the house. Thanks again, Davie. It was just after one o’clock when the Black Bull beckoned and drinks were consumed whilst awaiting the rest.
The five boys (remember the chocolate?) had left the tarmac and had gone through Cessnock wood adjacent to Burn Anne before emerging on to tarmac. They took a wee diversion to the cemetery to find the grave of Robert Stirling, local minister and inventor of the engine that carries his name, before deciding not to be wimps like the other group and walking back to Darvel along the riverside path arriving at the pub about ten past two. They had covered the best part of ten miles compared to the five of the others and all enjoyed the camaraderie of the group. The Black Bull itself was very quiet, and we wondered yet again how such establishments survive.
This had been a perfect day for a walk and the sun was just beginning to go down as we left for home.
Largs
Meet in Gogo Street, Largs where we'll decide where to walk on the day depending on the weather. Options could include Cumbrae, Knock Hill or Kelburn Country Park.
The calendars will be available from tomorrow 19th Nov. There are more group photos than normal to try and include those who have walked with us over the last twenty years.
20th anniversary price is £5 per calendar. Payment by cash or to the usual bank account.
Allan
Alan, Alan McQ, Allan, Davie C, Dougie, Graham, Gus, Hugh, Jimmy, Johnny, Rex, Robert
After the recent rain it was dry as we met at Belleisle, and there was even the prospect of a bit of blue sky as we set off across the golf course towards Rozelle. Most took in the Burns-themed Hallowe’en experience in the big house whilst others headed straight for the gallery to look at the exhibition meaning that this was a leisurely start to today’s outing.
From here we made our way to the Burns memorial gardens for coffee before continuing to the Brig o’ Doon. There were a number of tourists there who were interested in the significance of the brig and Jimmy didn’t need much persuading to recite an excerpt from Tam o’ Shanter to them. Whether they understood a word is open to debate, but they seemed well pleased. Jimmy then offered his hat for donations, but nothing was deposited, at least nothing of a monetary nature. Well done, Jimmy, anyway!
We walked across the brig and followed Alan McQ up the other side and then on to the cycle path turning back the way to take in the Alloway Tunnel and its murals. We were fortunate to meet one of the chaps behind the project who gave us some information regarding the work before also meeting the muralist himself, Chris Rutterford, who was very obliging. Turning back, we then headed out along the path before eventually emerging above Greenan Castle. On the way from here to the Millennium Bridge we came across another set of walkers of our own vintage and the Killie boys were pleased to recognise a former colleague who shared some time with us.
The next port of call was the benches adjacent to Ayr India and the Remedy cafĂ© where lunch was taken. On the way back to Belleisle from there our guide for the day, Alan, showed us a post box with the initials E V111 R indicating Edward the Eighth. Quite a rarity you would imagine given the history of the abdication and the fact that he was never crowned, if your scribe’s memory is correct.
We were back at the cars by two o’clock having covered a tad over seven and a half miles according to Johnny’s gizmo. A good step out at not too brisk a pace. FRT was taken at the Market Inn where we were disappointed to hear that they were awaiting a delivery and that the selection of beers on offer was very restricted. Nonetheless, a good time was had before setting off for home.
Alan, Alan McQ, Allan, Davie C, Dougie, Graham, Gus, Hugh, Johnny, Paul, Rex
For the second week running it was pouring as we met, and the forecast indicated that there would be no let-up until early afternoon. There was no dissent to the notion that we would avoid Goldenberry Hill and simply do the weel-kent circular walk in the clockwise direction. Leaving the car park at Portencross and passing by the castle, the first section across the field was the wettest part underfoot and, with no shelter, it was a task to keep the umbrellas under control in the stiff breeze, but soon we were on tarmac at the power station.
Marching on in the very dreich conditions, we eventually turned off the road onto the path which starts our return journey, and we stopped at the stones, our usual coffee spot. Not today however, as there was no shelter there, so we continued along the bridle path until we had some tree cover, and we took a break there. It was not a day to linger so we continued to the main road and then turned back towards Thirdpart passing some miserable looking cattle and a llama, or perhaps an alpaca*, in the fields. The final leg down Portencross Road is always a slog but, after being well-strung out, we were all back at the cars by quarter to one having done 7.3 miles.
Getting changed when it is raining is always a challenge but thankfully it began to ease and by the time we had had our pieces it was off, just in time to make our way to the Lauriston. Jings and crivens, help ma boab! The Sports bar, our usual haunt, was closed and was not to open until four o’clock but the lounge bar was empty, and we made ourselves comfortable there for an hour and a half. The walk had been miserable, but we had done our steps for the day and enjoyed our refreshments as well as the usual banter in the hotel where we treated ourselves to chips.
For those who weren’t present, here is a teaser: If the answer is 50%, what is the question?
*Alpacas are smaller, gentler animals with soft fleece prized for textiles, while llamas are larger, have a coarser double coat, and are often used as pack animals due to their protective and independent nature. Key differences include their size (llamas are significantly larger), face shape (alpacas have blunt faces and short ears, llamas have longer faces and longer, "banana-shaped" ears), and fibre quality.
Alloway/Ayr
Meet at the carpark at Belleisle for a walk around Alloway/Ayr which will include a visit to the Rozelle Gallery and the mural in the Alloway Railway Tunnel.