Morzine Is Always A Good Idea

Imagine the excitement; sat onboard one of easyJet's finest*, my usual 'rushed through security and almost missed flight' airport stress-face nowhere to be seen, eagerly awaiting the roar of the jet engines to lift us off somewhere far from this bleak Aberdeen morning.

The reason? A dreamy return to the snowy chocolate box, picture postcard perfect French Alpine village of Morzine in the Auvergne-Rhône-Alpes region of south-eastern France. Originally a mining town, the resort has gained traction as a world-class resort both in the summer and winter seasons.

The Lost Valley

Having taken one of our favourite drives down through Fort William towards Glencoe, Stuart and I wanted to make the most of our time surrounded by some of Scotland's most spectacular mountains. While we didn't have a whole day to spare, we had a good few hours, so we decided to don our climbing boots and find the Lost Valley of Glencoe. It sounds a bit like something from the Goonies. While it's not quite as exciting as finding hidden treasure, the scenery is well worth it.

Seafood & Sunsets In Applecross

Once Stuart had driven up Bealach na Bà and I had let go of the campervan door I'd been holding in mild fear (I'm a totally bad passenger), I was sincerely hoping it was going to be worth it at the other side. Well...lets just say I was absolutely not disappointed. Hello Applecross!

Go North Campers!

When it came to selecting the best company for campervan hire this time round, it was a tricky choice. While there are some amazing companies local to Aberdeen who supply the vintage VW experience, there wasn’t too much on offer when it came to a modern camper in the region....so a little research was needed. 

The Road To Applecross

So my bags are just unpacked from what was an absolute belter of a trip to the West Coast of Scotland the past four days. A whistle stop campervan tour took me to so many amazing places, but one of the most spectacular has to have been Applecross, with the wildest entrance by road known to man.

My First Munro :: Mayar from Glen Doll

I pulled on my big girl pants and recently climbed my first munro and I have to say, it's made me realise just how unfit I probably am! Never mind, I knew that anyway and it is the precise reason why I'm on a trail to conquer the hills in the first place.

The Loch Muick Circuit

As a little girl I can always remember my dad packing his kit and donning his walking boots for a weekend away climbing the Munros of Scotland. Or the whole family joining him for the annual Burns Supper with The Cairngorm Club. I have always seen his climbing achievements as something really incredible and the sense of community something unlike anything else. Dad even scaled the Matterhorn back in the day when safety equipment encompassed little more than a rope, a hard hat and a hope for the best attitude. He has many an adventure story to tell.

I am only just starting out in my hillwalking career but I would like to have some interesting tales to tell others too, so what better place to start training that the beautifully picturesque Loch Muick, which lies within the boundary of the Balmoral Estate.