A chilly one

I decided to venture out for an 8 mile training walk in the cold weather. I didn’t have my thermals on, but I’d tucked my shirt into my pants and kept my hands inside my sleeves. Great advice from my Boys book of knowledge as I was toasty!
This is where I live, the Knoydart peninsula, a remote community in the Highlands of Scotland which is reached by boat or a 16 mile hike over mountains and bog. I prefer the ferry.
We only have one road which is 7 miles long. It’s an undulating and at times unforgiving road, but with a chance of seeing deer, golden eagles, dolphins off shore and many other wild creatures its worth venturing out. The road just goes along the coast and back – thats it. No link to the outside world.
The population of around 110 are very generous of spirit and have really got behind The Listening Walk. If you are visiting Knoydart while I’m away pop into the Knoydart Pottery and Tearoom where you’ll find a huge wall map showing where I am. They even donated money from a recent bingo and quiz night towards the maps purchase. I was the bingo caller and after a couple of muted attempts at two little ducks 22, the excited bingo-ers wouldn’t stop bloomin quacking on the final game.
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