Monday’s Ill-timed expedition to Touchadam Muir (west of Stirling) was…disappointing. The walk up forest track is at best boring and on this occasion was…disappointing (and boring). Once out the forest and on the higher reaches of the Muir the views down the Forth Valley and along the Ochil Hills are superb, today they were…disappointing. In fact they weren’t just disappointing, they were, thanks to the low cloud and drizzle, bloody invisible!
However the pups were visible – and thoroughly enjoying their afternoon amble. Now 14 months (Mabel) and 12 months (Lottie) the thugs are ready to begin their next phase of dog walking with the occasional longer trek thrown into their daily routine. They’re a long way off the 20-30km treks I used to do with Maisie but on the other hand…so am I. I know…it’s disappointing.