Just had a fantastic weekend starting on Thursday night with a visit to Balmaha on the shore of Loch Lomond then a trip to Ardlamont Point south of Tigbnabruich with its fantastic views to the isles of Arran, Bute and The Mull Of Kintyre.
There’s just something fundamental about wild camping, no electricity or running water that brings you back in touch with nature and makes you realise what is important in life.
The most important thing in life isnt money, clothes, music, concerts or everything that city life in Glasgow or Edinburgh provides. All of wlich I enjoy to one degree or other.
But it’s about having friends and people that care about you. Having them around doing all the basic things like cooking together, helping set up tents, finding firewood, sitting chatting about life rather than watching tv.
It’s very grounding.
New friends and old friends including Jim and Tommy, my two best pals from childhood.
People that know you from your earliest age, like having another two brothers that know you inside out and will back you or give you it straight as real friends should.
I love my 4 real brothers but family isn’t always about blood.
A few pics below.
How beautiful is the west coast of Scotland?
I count myself very blessed to have been born here.