16th August 2022 Hi, Hopefully this will be the start of a few journeys exploring parts of Scotland I have made a list of, with the intention of visiting in retirement. The prompt for this particular trip was the wedding of Iona Gillies to Martin Youngson in Cullen, more of which later. Tuesday August 2nd I left Glasgow on and visited in the Inverness area, staying over at Balloan Farm for a catch up with family there. Wednesday August 3rd Heading east on I...

21st June 2022 Hi, On 18th June 1982 my cousin Iain MacQueen of Balloan Farm was married to Janette MacKenzie from Gairloch in the FP Church at Chapel Street, Inverness. My late father Rev Donald MacLean officiated. The reception was in Drumossie Hotel, south of Inverness. Forty years on we gathered again at Drumossie to celebrate their Ruby Wedding with Iain and Janette. A lovely dinner was served up in a private dining room and we had a video presentation of...

31st May 2022 Hi, This is my first blog post retirement in September last year. As traveling restrictions have eased I thought I would test the water (literally), with a trip in which I could try and restart my scuba diving career which has been in abeyance since 2016. Having had long covid which adversely affected my lungs, the whole question of being able to dive with an aqualung in the future was in some doubt. My last diving trip had been in the Lanzarote ...

September 25th 2021 Hi, Welcome to only my second blog of the year. Hopefully 2022 will generate a few more outings from home with camera in tow. Anyhow the baby of the family, my wee sister Rachel was hitting the Big Six - 0, so a family gathering was in order. Due to the foreign travel situation Rachel's preferred villa ...

12th June 2021 Hi, After a period of 20 months and no travel blog it was time to get out there…! The last work related get together was back in March 2020 just two days prior to the first lockdown. Sharon came up with a plan to climb Goat Fell (also spelt Goatfell) on the Isle of Arran back in the spring of this year and I was one of the first to put my hand up. I had only been to Arran twice. The first was back in 1968 I think, when my brother and I t...