1: Forty years and counting

It all started in the mid 70's when Chris and Duncan met on a photographic course in north east London. In the third year they shared a house and their friendship has carried on from that time. In 1979 they needed a holiday and rather than head to the sun they planned to walk the Pennine Way. Forty years later they returned to the Way and this story is recorded in the book ‘Forty years, Sixteen Days’ available here.

This blog is a continuation of the story...

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4: Arrival

The little shopping centre in Milngavie was moist and melancholy as we walked to the obelisk that signifies the start of the West Highland Way. Under a canopy nearby, a busker playing the violin sheltered from the drizzle while the damp grey precinct echoed to his plaintive tune that probably originated in a far off east European country. Jerome (l) is not entirely sure he wants to be seen with us (Chris & Duncan (r)). We gathered around the grey granite stone attempting to take pictures to record the moment as a lady with an outsize backpack lumbered towards us. Her accent revealed her to be American and she asked us whether she could help take a picture. The favour returned, we collected up our daypacks as we watched our photographer take slow unsteady steps on the start of her journey along the way. Yesterday we were on the train to Milngavie. Milngavie looks a plain enough place name that shouldn’t hold too many pronunciation potholes, however it isn’t rende...

5: A drop of the good stuff (Milngavie to Glengoyne distillery)

In our opinion the first day of any long distance walk should not be too challenging. Others will race off with a heroic distance to be covered and good luck to them. Experience has told us that we do better if we ease ourselves into the rhythm of a walk with a relatively straightforward day. The self luggage transfer service (£1 - cash only) never really got off the ground. The West Highland Way is very accommodating by having a variety of conveniently placed staging posts. Drymen, where we are headed at just under fourteen miles is the resting place for those similarly minded to enjoy a comfortable first day. Others, whose ambitions are for a faster and more challenging trek will head to Balmaha, nearly nine miles further on and with an additional thousand feet of ascent. A hardy few will carry on up the side of Loch Lomond, perhaps to Rowardennan, adding another six or so miles to their day. The way out of Milngavie snaked past the back of industrial estates and h...

To the Ben

I had made a mistake. For some bizarre reason, I had thought that there was one more day of walking on the West Highland Way until we returned home. If we hadn't noticed the error we might have arrived in Fort William and found ourselves without a roof over our heads for the next evening. Fortunately, some weeks earlier Jerome spotted the gaping hole between the date of completing the walk and our flight home, and we decided to spend one last full day in Fort William. What to do on this day was a matter of debate. Jerome and Chris both favoured walking up Ben Nevis. I was less keen, mainly because I had climbed it back in 1974 on a dry but dull day. Back then I was enthused because the top of Ben Nevis was in the clouds and I thought it would be exciting to walk through them. What I failed to realise was that I had walked through clouds many times before - when it's foggy. And I can reveal that Ben Nevis in the fog is just a slog. I was prepared to walk it again if that ...

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