Sandwiched astride a bar stool between two old lads I felt rather at home at the Tyndrum in. One an Aussie from NSW of 64 and the other a Dundonian of 57. One makes films for Hollywood just finished Mad Max 4 and the other served in the British Army, French Foreign Legion and now pans for gold in Scotland. No this is not a joke it's just another day in a wee place in Scotland where everyone is shouting at the TV urging there team to win. The TVs are switched ...

They waited until night before they sprung their attack. The sun had just disappeared over the distant hills and comfortable darkness had descended upon the weary camp. Slowly, carefully and silently they approached. They were beyond detection of the helpless victims. There was no cry of alarm as they approached the tents. Not a single warning on the none existent breeze. The tents sat in their simple uniformity, plots of unflappable complacency with doors o...

How quickly love can turn to hate. "We're on a break!" I muttered loudly to the forest. Two years and many expeditions later I refuse to use this back pack again. It's too big. It keeps slipping over my bum and you know what that means???? Do you? That travesty that is over sweaty cheeks! It was the final straw that broke the camels back (or more to the point mine!) the result, called AMS and had the bag sent 10miles up the road to the next stop. Is that che...

Bugging Buggy Hyperways ( new mothers may wish to avert your eyes) Maybe in younger years gone by I was a more tolerant chappy. Perhaps at near 30 my biological clock has made me radiate some form hormone that broadcasts to aim this way he needs one too so be drawn in throng to get under foot and block every footpath, pedestrian crossing, roadway and formerly quiet enjoyable ambient coffee shops. Cries now fill the once quaint a peaceful caffeine drenched air, ...

So the adventure begins again. My first biggish solo chapter. The plan hit Greece, wing it on a prayer and a back pack then sneak through to turkey and exit under cover of darkness. So what better place to start the adventure and acclimatise myself to foreign culture that a trip to see Pip in St Albans, englandshire central. A plane, bus and walk later I I make it to his new funky pad... Now it's time for church. Should I ask God to let Zeus know I'm heading ...