Where The Fatdog Walks

IF VIEWING THIS POST FROM OCTOBER 10 2012 – PLEASE COMMENT BELOW TO LET ME KNOW WHERE YOU HEARD OF IT.  THERE HAS BEEN SUDDEN INTEREST AND I’M CURIOUS AS TO WHY.  MANY THANKS….KEN The monochrome fiasco that was last week’s main feature has seen ratings plummet here at The Fatdog Broadcasting Corporation.  In an […]

I’m not going to pretend I was looking forward to White Coomb, because I wasn’t.  I was expecting it to be boring.  This is probably very unfair of me given I’ve never walked in the Southern Uplands…but I’ve always thought of the hills there as being dull compared with their northerly cousins.  The view from […]

A “Tail” of Gore, Riots…and High Speed Tickers There had been regular spots of dried-in blood dotting the larger stones of the path most of the way from the woodland up into the corrie.  The rust coloured drops had become increasingly frequent as we tracked our quarry ever upward.  Now all three of us were […]

Could this be the shortest “Tail” of all? . On Wednesday, July 20th, it rained. It rained all bloody day. It rained when we began our walk at the top of “The Rest and be Thankful”