Marhofn 294.17 - May 2015

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Baglog bonanza:

Roger Squires (+80=1362) and Margaret Squires (+81=1348)

With the Grahams completed in 2013, we were free to concentrate on the sub-600m Marilyns. It was wildly optimistic to think we could mop up all the remnants on the Scottish mainland, especially since a puncture on the wee road to the Cape Wrath ferry saw us wandering around Durness for three days eating Cocoa Mountain chocolate and waiting for the mobile to ring so we could get the car back from Tongue. However, this particular set-back had its compensation in the amazing good luck of 14 walkable days on Islay, Jura, Lewis and Harris, though there are many hills left to climb.

We arrived in Shetland in very low cloud and only had clear tops on a few days of the ten we spent there. Luckily Margaret had been in touch with Andy Lawson who had been there in May and learned almost too late that we needed to book plane seats to Foula and to Fair Isle. The weather co-operated for both flights, and we came away congratulating ourselves on managing the logistics of the ferry and flight time-tables.

Get off my land (photo: Margaret Squires)

Get off my land (photo: Margaret Squires)

We had trips to Wales in April and September and to south-east England in November and December. Rush-hour driving out from Gatwick to the Devil's Punchbowl in the dark is probably the scariest thing we have done in the cause of Marilyn bagging all year, if you do not count being escorted off Saxa Vord by contractors.

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