Armchair Traveller

the life of a hillwalker

We went away last weekend hillwalking. The bi-annual* hillwalking club weekend away. Thirty seven odd people, with varying levels of enthusiasm spent the weekend away in the middle of nowhere, and in this case, literally, at the end of the road. The Clova Hotel was the location for most of the group, but we were one of the lucky ones, the late ones, 8 of us, who were staying in a self catering house across the street. Brandy Burn House.

We ate all our meals in the hotel with the rest of the group, but we also had the pleasure of a full catering kitchen and living room with fireplace (and satellite tv) where we could retire to drink our own booze.

Whoever said hillwalkers were reserved never partied with any of this lot. We had a great time. Party at Brandy Burn House on Saturday night, wine, beer and of course whisky along with a couple of games of ‘pub quiz’.

oh… and we also got in some walking – the scenery was breathtaking and the company was fabulous.

All in all, quite a success. See photos here

* supposing that means twice a year…