Traffic – is that the right way to describe people? – to this blog arrives via a plethora of web searches. Handily, WordPress lists these terms. Many are questions: some are perfectly logical, others make me question the sanity of the human race. However, according to the web search questions, people do not want much….
Category: Corbetts
Two out of three ain’t bad…
Having survived my altercation with the ghost of a Jacobite in Glen Shiel, I ventured east, first to Inverness, then to Moray. I had a three-day Bank Holiday plan. Day 1 – The Glen Challenge, a 10-mile trail race that forms part of the Glenurquhart Highland Gathering and Games in Drumnadrochit; Day 2 – Ben…
Macaroni cheese, the perverted Jacobite and the South Glen Shiel Ridge 9
What can one expect of a day that commences with the consumption of a can of lukewarm macaroni cheese, eaten with a Debenhams gift card? Standing in an empty layby near the Cluanie Inn, I gazed skywards at the mist-covered South Glen Shiel ridge. The forecast was for this theme to continue: mist and intermittent…
The Rum midge
On the wall of the visitor centre on Rum is a poster entitled ‘the Rum midge’, which illustrates people under attack by a swarm of giant midges. It’s like something out of a horror movie, but the poster isn’t ironic: the midges on Rum are that bad. There are midges, and then there are Rum…
Isle of Jura Fell Race
We were sent on our way, a ripple of applause and the pounding of 200 pairs of feet on road drowning out the skirl of pipes. The theatrical idiom ‘break a leg’ was written across a saltire – a light-hearted but all too realistic prospect. A gloomy blanket of mist had been thrown over Jura…
Arran
I’m writing this from Brodick, Arran, three days into my inter-island journey on the Scottish west coast. I’m in the fortunate position to have been commissioned to write a travel book on these wonderful islands. Today is a ‘rest day’, after 48 hours of excessive physical exertion. First there was the Goatfell hill race, a brutal…
Heights of Madness
My book, Heights of Madness, is officially published on Thursday (August 27), but is available to purchase now. Here’s a link – http://www.amazon.co.uk/Heights-Madness-Jonny-Muir/dp/1844546640/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1250600943&sr=8-1
Carn na Saobhaidhe
Carn na Saobhaidhe is a 811-metre Monadhliath Corbett, rising a long, long way from anywhere. Unwilling to face the tedium of walking there and back – a 17-mile roundtrip – I ran, instantly turning a six-hour trudge into a two-and-a-half hour sprint. The bulldozed tracks to the summit are rightly despised by environmentalists and these…
Clisham
We’ve all done it. Climbed the sodding hill in a grey clag, unable to see a bloody thing. Then you trot down, look up and lo-and-behold, it’s suddenly a beautiful day up there. That is what happened on Clisham, the 799m highest point of the Western Isles. The photographs – one clear, one cloudy – are…
Heights of Madness 