MAYBES AYE, MAYBES NAW.

We should have been walking as usual on the 17th of May, but these are unusual times. You are only allowed to walk with people in your household, which narrows it down quite a lot. There is only so much you can talk about in terms of what we might have for dinner that evening, or whether it really is necessary to change underpants every day, if we are not meeting anyone else.

 Depending upon how many walks we might have done on our away weekend in April, this could have been our 200th walk since we started! Imagine! If we had done 8 miles on every walk we could have walked to the centre of London and back. Twice! That would have taken us over 29 days non-stop. Just about the same time as the Fife Coastal Trail.

This month's walk was to have been organised by Sue and Charlie. I don't know if they had anything in mind, but here are some selected highlights from walks they have organised before.

We start with one of our earliest walks from April 2006, when Sue and Charlie took us out along the Caledonian Canal to Dochgarroch, all for charity!

Before we started, Charlie gave us a rousing speech from the top of a pile of gravel.

A different kind of lock down from the one we are more used to today

The weather then looks a lot better than it is forecast to be this weekend.

In these days, we often ended up at the pub. Given the state of Pam, maybe that wasn't such a good idea!

Our next walk was out Dores.

This was a walk around Aldourie in November 2006, which Sue and Charlie had arranged. What they failed to do was to actually turn up for the walk themselves. We managed to get lost a few times without them, but we still found the pub.

The Loch Ness Dinosaurs.

Charlie and Sue have arranged two of our self-catering weekends away - both to the west. The first of these was our first overseas trip - to Harris.

It was full of surprises. Certainly, Jimmy had not been expecting this.

Luckily, they were reconciled a couple of hours later!

We saw eagles, which made Pam almost as happy as she had been at the pub.

We climbed up hills.

We disported ourselves on the beach.

We marched up glens.

We took photies.

We braved the elements.

We sailed on boats.

We abseiled down cliffs.

We sat in the sun.

We even flew over hills.

Next stop, Christmas 2013 and a trip to Reelig Glen before lunch 

at the Bunchrew House Hotel.

It was a bit wet.

The umbrellas did come in handy, though.

Christmas lunch was a decorous affair.

Our final destination on this trip down memory lane takes us to.....

Dashing, or what?

My group, listen and learn.

Big hoose.

A boat trip from one island to another.

Another sermon on the Mount from Charlie.

A final farewell to the west and to this little reminiscence.

One day, we might get another blog that chronicles what we actually did on an actual walk.

The world we live in might be virtual, but the virus is real, so, take care and wash your hands.