Halloween: Carving A Jack O’ Lantern, Costumes And Movies

Kcchhhttt. We interrupt the Bike Journey series to bring you a special presentation on Hallooowweeeennnnn (insert spooky broadcaster voice).

I LOVE Halloween. Like <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 Halloween. Here are some fun things to do for this spooky, ghastly night! Hint: costumes, movies and pumkin carving! Continue reading “Halloween: Carving A Jack O’ Lantern, Costumes And Movies”

Biking from Dundee to Abroath

It rained, oh it rained. But we were lucky. Up over the next hill, beside a lonely tree, a rainbow dashed across the sky. I broke into a shattered version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow as my bicycle gleefully broke through the puddles splattered across the trail.

“I’m playing puddle-dodger and you’re well… failing!” J piped up as I zigzag across the path.

No I’m succeeding! was all that was going through my mind. I’m hitting every target! Continue reading “Biking from Dundee to Abroath”

Biking from Dundee to Perth

We could see the sun. It blazed into our vision, urging us forward as we begged our legs for a few more steps and then a few more. We’d given up on riding to the top, our weary muscles sick of pedalling. The road levelled a touch. It was enough. I leapt on and pedalled for the light.

It broke away into a view that had me gasping… well more.

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Goofing Off At Go Ape Aberfoyle

Ahahaha. This is still super funny after an afternoon of editing and a night of fitful sleeping. Sorry for not including a write-up when I first posted this, I was too busy slugging off to bed with a faucet for a nose, a head full of cotton and limbs creaking in protest… Jeez I sound like a scarecrow left in the rain!

This video was totally worth the push though. I might have constantly laughed myself into coughing fits, and the resulting soft berating from my partner, but this was definitely worth it.

They say laughter is healthy and I’m feeling better already! So whether you’re ill or healthy, active or taking a break, I hope you find this video as funny as I do and it helps brighten your day!!!!! Enjoy! Continue reading “Goofing Off At Go Ape Aberfoyle”

Dreaming at Loch Ordie, Scotland

Ben Venue had me swimming up the mountain but Loch Ordie was happy to bathe me in sunshine! It was a precious time for photography and I was enthralled by the textures of the landscape—from the jagged shadows resting on the trees to the glass lochs to the flowers peeping up from the rubble.

Feast your eyes dear reader, on some of the simple wonders I found while wandering around Loch Ordie with the Tayside Young Walkers.

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Climbing Ben Venue, Scotland

The land slurped up my boots with each step. Squish. Squish. Squelch. A bizarre thought whipped through my mind—the soggy ground was french-kissing my feet. And it was doing a terrible job.

I shuddered, shooing the idea away. It was my first adventure into a bog and I wasn’t about to let my imagination construct a weird relationship between us. The rain coated me in a shimmering shield, not that the sun was out to give it a shine. Why was I climbing this mountain again?

Oh yeah. For the warm company, the stories and the small surprises. Continue reading “Climbing Ben Venue, Scotland”

Modern Ruins Photography

J and my sister had long dissolved into the mist ahead of me. I didn’t mind. I was moseying along at my own pace.

Settling into the stroll, I shoved my hands into my pockets and let my eyes rove. Aside from the squelch of the mud sucking at my boots the scene was a blank space. A bush of thorns struck into the path from the left. It faded away as silently as it had appeared. Then a fence corralled me through a mystery field. Sick of being confined I veered for a dip in the wire. That’s when I spotted it. Continue reading “Modern Ruins Photography”

Dover: A Hike Along The Shore

One day I want to experience a mist thick enough to conceal my outstretched hand. It will be the grandfather of all the foggy nights described in the fairytales of my youth. Nothing will entertain my sight except my vivid imagination. I almost experienced that sensation recently. The fog settling in to greet me at the Cliffs of Dover was a youngster aiming to please, but not quite legendary. Still, as it swallowed up my sister and gluttonously gobbled down my partner too I found myself left in an impressively tiny sphere of existence. Soon my only company was the squelch of mud under my boots and the soft smell of wild grass bathing in dew.

Until the shadows began to emerge from the misty curtains.

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Tenerife: Visiting The Foot of Teide

As we climbed higher the vegetation began to scatter. The land was slowly balding. Rocks jutted from the ground around scraggly shrubs. As the road curved I realized we would be piercing the crown of rock. Mount Teide had loomed in our discussions of places to visit for weeks, but my partner’s parents had wanted to wait for the veil of calima to dissipate.

This was finally it! I’d be travelling into my first volcano crater in moments! My heart began to flutter as fast as the screeching wind ripping past the car.

Then the wall swallowed us up and spit us out into the devil’s arena.

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International Women’s Day

A clattering sound sang out from the dishes as I swung them over the counter. Settling the precarious pile in my right hand onto the level plain I brought my left hand to bear. The weight of the dishes had my arm muscles taunt as I raced to unload.

For an instant I froze. Twin weights had dropped on my shoulders. The heat of a human touch burned through my skin. Every muscle twitched and a voice shrieked silently in my mind. I rushed to repress it. I’m in a safe place.

“Excuse me Allison,” said a kitchen worker as he snatched a plate from a shelf over my head. He smiled and turned back into the fray of the restaurant kitchen at noon.

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