November 2017

Hundreds of thousands of us, (that’s including the midges!), found ourselves on the east side of Yellowcraig making the first stage of some improvements to the steps.

The hill may be small but the many repeat ascents laden with wheelbarrow loads of type 1 and whin (aka ‘that red stuff’) meant that the biscuits, and the perhaps less universally acclaimed sea buckthorn juice, provided welcome sustenance.

Greylag geese and a group of skylark glimpsed through the canopy were a welcome distraction from the blood sucking contingent that seem to be a commonly encountered this autumn, and perhaps not one you readily associate with the coastal plain!

Thanks to everyone for their considerable efforts today.