Though a straight line appears to be the shortest distance between 2 points, life has a way of confounding geography. Often it is the dalliances and the detours that define us. There are no maps to guide our most important searches; we must rely on hope, chance, intuition and a willingness to be surprised.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Don’t Make Me Laugh…

One of the worst things about sore ribs is that they take weeks to heal. In that time you have to be careful not to laugh, cough or worst of all sneeze. A bad sneeze could put your recovery time back by a week…

For anyone who not already in the know, the best way to stop yourself sneezing is to press the back of your tongue hard against the roof of your mouth and rub it back and forward until the tingling feeling goes away. The more vigorously you rub the better. In fact, if friends/passers-by think you’re having a seizure you’ve probably got it just right.

Back on the road, I did a long walk in a different part of the Pentlands on Sunday night, passing two of the Great Glen Reservoirs. Fabulous weather made for great views - if you look very closely, in the middle of the picture there’s a Grey Heron.
There’s a connection with one of my favourite films in this picture…

Apologies for the extreme close-ups - I look particularly terrible in this one. Would be easier on everyone if my arms were a couple of feet longer! Won’t be a problem for the next couple of weekends though – I’m off to Rannoch Moor this weekend with Tom and then down to London where I’ll be accompanied by about half a dozen folks at different stages – can’t wait, will be a change from these long solos walks.

Another 9 miles round the Pentlands and 6.5 miles through the New Town on Monday night took the total to 122 miles.

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