Harlaw & Threipmuir Walk

I had a couple of hours to spare so I headed up to one of my favourite places, the Pentland Hills. These hills lie on the outskirts of Edinburgh and can be busy, particularly at weekends. Lots of these visitors stick to certain routes so you can usually free yourself from them quite quickly. Today I was only going for a short walk so I parked at the main car park at Harlaw reservoir. This is a starting point for many of the western walks into the hills. These hills have been a great introduction to hill walking for generations of Edinburgh and district residents. The views of Edinburgh, out to Fife & the Firth of Forth can be quite exceptional.
As well as walking there is fly fishing for trout at both reservoirs. There is a club attached to the waters but day permits can be had at a reasonable price from Balerno post office. I have not fished either of these yet but after my walk today I will do so next season. Harlaw is stocked with rainbow trout whereas Threipmuir I believe is brown trout only.
My walk started by going anti clockwise around the edge of Harlaw reservoir. There is a path but it is more fun going along the waters edge. I threw in a piece of bread and after a couple of minutes a rainbow trout came up to investigate. The waters are tree lined but there is still ample room for casting a line, yes, I will definitely give this a go next season.
The photo on the right is at the far end of Harlaw, taken from the Threipmuir banking.
You have an option at this point of continuing along the side of Threipmuir heading west but I decided to leave that for another day.

Coming from the west I normally expect to leave the wind behind me but not today, it was blowing an absolute hooley, not cold but strong stuff. I went along the bank of Threipmuir, and compared to the sheltered Harlaw this could be a totally different fishing experience. A much larger water than Harlaw and fully exposed to the elements. Walking along this side was a pleasant experience, wind now at my back and you are looking directly at the hills, particularly Black Hill which is on the right of this photo. I have now pretty much left the dog walkers behind and almost have the place to myself. The wind is blowing the water into the narrow funnel ahead of me. There were about a dozen or so mallard ducks sheltering on the far side, the only birds I spotted on the water today.

Surprisingly there was next to no birdlife around today which both surprised and disappointed. They were probably keeping their heads well and truly in the heather in this wind.
In this photo you can see a walkway which takes you to the foot of Black Hill. As you can see from the photo it is showing its true colours today. This is a grouse hill and further up the hill are the gun butts. During previous walks I have raised a few grouse when walking through the heather, but not today, I did not even hear one calling. In this photo you can see a small construction coming out of the water. Closer inspection makes it out to be a type of fish ladder. I'm not sure why unless it is for the brownies to go up into the sheltered water behind for breeding. If anybody knows please post a comment. At the water board hut you can go left or right, there are good walks in either direction. Because of my time restrictions I am going to the left to partially walk around the base of Black Hill.

Bell's Hill in front and Turnhouse Hill in the distance

The path gradually climbs but there is no great elevation in my walk today. Any reasonably fit person would thoroughly enjoy this. Turning back there is a fine view showing Threipmuir reservoir. At this point 2 buzzards glide off the hill and begin circling just down at the waters edge. Close up, with wings expanded you get a good understanding of how big these birds are. They are known as the tourists eagle as to many non birdwatchers they have mistakenly said that they have just seen a golden eagle when it was the common buzzard!! It is still a fine bird to spot in its own right. Still in splendid isolation I wander round the track. It has been recently used by mountain bikers as parts of it are now extremely muddy and difficult to walk. To some the mountain bikers erode the landscape, I have some sympathy with this but it is a free country and to each their own sport. It maybe that I'm slightly biased as I have biked for much of my life but in fairness I tried to stick to true rocky mountain tracks as opposed to the soft boggy ground that makes up much of these hills with the consequent churning up of the ground.
My original intention was now to come down and climb the flank of Bell's Hill, meet up with the Glencorse path and return to Harlaw from that direction.
However the bottom area was extremely boggy with no clear path through. It was not appropriate for the footwear that I was wearing so not wanting soaking muddy feet I opted to return back to the water board hut and make a slightly different way back from there.
At this point I spotted 3 walkers up on Turnhouse Hill. It seemed a bit late in the day to be doing the ridge walk to Scald Law. A fine walk in its own right. Probably they were going to come off the ridge and head down the Penicuik side.
The wind was now back in my face and had not eased any. The upside was the patterns the wind was making across the water, the reeds and the grasslands, quite mesmerising.

So back across the walk way, a right turn then up through a short wooded area brought me to the far end of Harlaw reservoir. I took the longer route back around the water, back to the dog walkers and returned to the car park.
Overall out for about 3 hours, a really good short walk and all the better for it.

Barassie - Shewalton Woods - River Irvine - Barassie

Today's walk takes me along the fringes of Shewalton wood to get to my main objective of a walk up a section of the River Irvine. This is the last week of the salmon fishing on the river and I was thinking about casting a line over the next couple of days, hence the recce trip.

It was a blustery day with heavy squally showers blowing in as I started. I was well wrapped up, my lightweight Sprayway waterproof trousers were on from the start, full Berghaus mountain jacket as well. Gloves and hat in the rucksack so off we went.

Shewalton wood is my first port of call where I find that a new pipe is being laid so part of the route very muddy. The wood is made up of a mixture of natural domestic woodland, willow and birch and forestry conifer plantations. The trees are now changing colour and dropping their leaves which makes it all more colourful. I will describe the full Shewalton wood walk in greater detail in another blog as today I am only skirting the edge of the wood. There is an active timber merchants at this end and you do have to be a bit careful and watch out for the very occasional transport train when crossing the railway tracks. A bit further along the path the walk is blighted by the Caledonia paper mill, essential for commerce I suppose but a blot on the landscape and there are constant rumours about the stuff that belches out of their chimneys not being particularly good for us.

There are some waterways and ponds throughout the woods but they do not attract much obvious wildlife, no wonder as some are permanently covered in this green algae. They are probably good for all sorts of invertebrates.

The walk along the tree edge does bring one nice surprise as a grey squirrel appears on the track about 50 yards ahead. It has a look around and spots me but does not seem overly concerned as it takes its time heading into the trees on the other side of the path. They are attractive animals but as a traditionalist I much prefer the natural red squirrel and I do support eradication of the invasive grey. A few birds have been showing today. Crows and magpies appear to be in each others company at this time of year albeit in pairs of each bird. Where one scavenges the others follow. A treecreeper makes its way slowly up a conifer tree winding up the tree in a corkscrew travel pattern. A few blue and coal tits dart in and out of the trees joined by several chaffinch and greenfinch. 

Leaving the woods at the Bookers end it was only a 10 minute walk to the River Irvine.

I joined the river at the White Bridge on Longdrive. This is a good spot to start fishing from but care must be taken when the river is running high and fast as it is today. A short walk takes me to another nice spot where it is time to have a snack and reflect. This is another good location for brown trout and salmon. I had another reason for stopping, this is where I saw my first otter on the Irvine, swimming in and out of the reeds on the left of this picture. But no such luck today. I continued my walk upriver and stopped to chat to a fisherman coming off the river. He had no joy today and had not seen any fish to cast to. I continued along the wooded path, leaves strewn across the walkway enjoying the rather warm day it had become. 
A flock of fieldfare came across the river and landed in the trees just ahead. They soon moved further in to the woods making sure that I didn't get a good sighting.
Very surprised that I have not seen any dog walkers today, I'm sure their time will come. 
Recently, when cycling along this path, a rather large roe deer leapt out of the woods on my left and crashed into the reeds beside the river. I'm not sure who got the biggest fright as it did not miss crashing into me by much. It quickly realised its error, being trapped by the water, and came out right behind me running straight into the woods once again, presumably to rest and recover from its adventure. That was an early afternoon encounter. I have seen these deer in daylight before but mainly in the early morning or early evening. Maybe it had been disturbed in its woodland resting place.
I am now approaching the Holmsford bridge, more commonly known as the 'Red Brig', for obvious reasons.
This stretch of water is a good holding pool for the salmon. Although it might not be obvious to a stranger the water level is quite high today. Just under the bridge you cam make out the turbulent water which is a weir. Under normal water conditions the salmon have to leap the weir which is always a spectacular sight. Today it will not take too much effort. 
Although I mention that the water is high today, I witnessed these flood conditions where the gap between the top of the arches and the road had reduced somewhat. This event was the floods of October 2011. No leaping of the weir for the salmon that day as they would simply have swam through with the high water.
In the summer the local kids will throw themselves off the platform into the river, doesn't help the fishermen but that's life.

Looking upriver to Wilson's corner

To continue walking up river you have to cross over the road bridge and continue on the other bank, the right side of this picture.
The picture was taken from the bridge today, the view looking upriver to Wilson's corner which is at Dreghorn crematorium.

Looking downriver to Wilson's corner from Holms bridge

This is another good stretch for the holding salmon. From these photographs the river looks good for fishing but it would be unsafe to wade in the river with the water at this height. In addition the water flow is considerable and wading in a current of this speed is hazardous. Most fisherman under these conditions will be fishing spinning lures from the bank. For the 2 weeks in November that salmon fishing is allowed only artificial lures and flies are allowed, no worm fishing etc.
On this stretch I spoke to two guys, who were well hidden at first. They said it was their first time on the river this season, mmm, I don't think they were members but I had no fishing ID on me so I did not challenge their right to fish. They did say they had neither caught nor seen a fish. Finally at Holms bridge I spoke to my last fisherman of the day. I recognised his face, probably from the river. He had been spinning also without any joy. He did tell me that he had spotted a kingfisher going downstream, not my luck to see that today.

Holms bridge

I suspect that the fish have run the water for this season, off to the higher reaches of the river, for the hen fish to release their eggs, for the cock fish to fertilise them, and sadly for most of them to die. Their bodies fertilising the river bed. Hopefully many eggs will reach fruition and will be the future fish for us to try and catch.
That was it as far as the river was concerned for me today. A walk up to Drybridge then down the road to Longdrive and the return walk home via Shewalton wood. In the wood I saw a nice flock of goldfinches, beautiful little birds that allowed me to get quite close before flying off. Some robin and a couple of wrens along with more blue, coal & great tits. I had hoped to see some bearded tits but it was not to be. Right at the end of the wood walk there were two delights. Firstly a greater spotted woodpecker flew into the trees just in front of me and it stayed around for a couple of minutes so I had good viewing through the bino's. And just as I exited the wood a sparrowhawk flew down the gorse bushes at the side of the path but unfortunately for the sparrowhawk it did not spook any birds out of the bushes. There were plenty chirping away as I walked past, I'm sure it will be back.
Well that was a good walk of just over 4 hours and distance wise it would be in the region of 12 miles. I will need to measure it properly on the bike if the weather stays good. The weather stayed good with only light rain.
Time for a well earned cuppa.

Isle of Cumbrae Nov'13

Cumbrae from the approaching ferry

This magical island is easily in my top 10 of walks that I never tire of completing. I go over to Cumbrae once every 3 months or so for walking and the same for cycling, and hopefully will continue to do so for many years to come.
It all starts with a short ferry trip from Largs. The Calmac crossing only takes about 10 minutes but this is enough to get you away from the mainland, with that I'm on an island feeling, is it my holidays? The ferry crossing always brings a smile to my face along with the anticipation of the walk ahead. It is also a great island to cycle. The ferry carries a small number of cars as well as its footfall and runs every half an hour, sometimes more frequent in the high season. Keep a look out on the crossing for porpoises, I see them about every third trip but you have to look closely for movement as they glide the water and do not leap like dolphins.
The island of Cumbrae is roughly 10 miles around. You can extend the walk to around 15 miles which I shall explain later. This is a great island for birdwatchers, particularly around its coastline, nut look inland as well.

Largs from Cumbrae ferry side

You can read elsewhere in great detail the history of the islands (there is Little Cumbrae as well). Christianity played a big role as well as the Vikings who reputably were based here before the battle of Largs.

The tranquil water in one of the many bays

There is a bus that meets the ferry to take people to Millport which is in the south of the island and its population hub. The bus does not do a circular route of the island so be wary if walking or cycling if your fitness is not up to it. I normally walk Cumbrae in an anti clockwise direction. The east side of the island is the calmest and it is nice to look back at the mainland. A short walk immediately gives you a sample of the tremendous views that you will get. You can follow the line of the mainland, turn slightly and you see the Dunoon peninsula and further left looking up Loch Striven into Argyll. One more look left and Rothesay comes into view. All of these with the background of majestic hills and mountains.
The great thing about this island is the peace and tranquility you get particularly at this time of the year. For about half an hour I did not see another person and until I got nearer Millport lucky if I saw half a dozen people in total. An island to yourself.
Having walked the top of the island you have the long (3 mile stretch) passing alongside Fintry Bay where in high season a tearoom is open.

You can just see the ferry approaching Rothesay

On this stretch you have good views across to Rothesay, Mount Stuart etc. Unfortunately it does block your view of the Kintyre peninsula beyond but you can get that if you climb a short distance, more of which later.
The bird-life was reasonable today, the main sea birds are the eiders with their unmistakable calls echoing across the water. Other ducks today included many mallards and a group of wigeon. Diving cormorant and shags at sea along with a grey seal which I spent 10 minutes watching it watching me. Its snout would just peak out of the waves, then the head, have a look at me and slip under the water. 30 seconds or so later the same procedure was repeated in a slightly different position. Great fun. Redshank, rock pippets and a nice shore lark all along this stretch. On this side if you do not look inland you might miss the Indians face which is painted on the natural rock formation. It is said that this was painted in the 1920's and possibly the eyes were used as a line of sight by boats but still an unusual sighting. It obviously gets touched up from time to time.

On the left Rothesay, just off centre Loch Striven

Looking north up the Firth of Clyde, Arrochar alps in the distance

A few hundred yards past the Fintry Bay tearoom you have a choice, you can either continue to walk the shoreline road taking you round the south westerly point of the island or you follow the sign to the left taking you over the hill to Millport. The advantage of this is that for a little effort the views are wonderful and you get a different feel for the island, not just the shoreline perspective. I have watched ravens tumble in the sky at this point plus last spring I spooked a few hundred greylag geese into a noisy flight, their grazing over for this trip. Also be on the lookout for cattle grazing but this is a rare occurrence. There are great panoramic views from this spot to the north, west and south. To the easy you are looking inland to the islands centre with the golf course in view, very much an up and downhill course.

The mountains of Arran in the background

At the top of this detour another choice, follow the path back down the hillside to Sheriff's Port to continue your coastal route or walk down to the golf course and you are a 10 minute stroll into Millport and its bay. Sadly Millport itself is showing signs of decline. Once a thriving holiday centre it can still have its moments of population explosion in the summer, with day trippers in particular swelling the numbers but at this time of the year it is very quiet. There are a couple of places for food if you want to sit in, although you have a lot more choice in the high season. I note 2 of the pubs are up for sale as well as a few shops, business not so good. For myself a hot Cumbrae pasty out of the butchers and a seat on the shore-front to watch the seals playing in the water was my lunch. There are a few boats in the bay, mostly tied up but not much activity. You can see from the photo above that the lens gives the impression of Arran being right behind the bay when in reality it is about 15 miles across the water.

Millport Bay looking east

Millport bay looking west

After lunch and leaving nothing for the herring gull which stalked my seat I had some options. In the past I have continued the coastal walk round the other side of the island and back to the ferry, this is about 10 miles in total. At this point you can also just take the bus back to the ferry if you have had enough for the day. However I set off inland to climb the short hill to the Glaidstone, a natural stone. You set off up the road past the Cathedral and follow the route uphill. It gives the lungs a stretch but once again you get a different perspective of the island.

View from Glaid stone north, Ben Lomond with its snow covered top on the left

This is the islands highest point at 127 metres so not exactly Munro bashing but as always the views are worth it. There is a direction indicator at this point confirming all you can see in each direction, which on a clear viewing day is a long way in all directions.
I am now following a road winding its way back downhill heading towards the ferry. There is a junction which gives you the choice of going back to Millport. If you opt for this route and then continue the coastal walk you will have about a 16 mile walk.
But for me today, the planter tendon is aching so its ferry bound. Once again a day that I thoroughly enjoyed, this island never fails me. And just as I hit the shoreline a flock of lapwings arrived, a beautiful bird but sadly becoming rare and it is a few years since I saw a flock this large. Thanks Cumbrae.

Rob Roy way.....Pitlochry - Grandtully

This is a short walk that I took earlier in the year. The stretch from Grandtully to Pitlochry is the climax of this Long Distance Route. The Rob Roy Way walk starts in Drymen and is up to 94 miles in length, depending on the options you take. Another excellent route through central Scotland. http://www.robroyway.com/
Today, my walk is a straight forward and back the same way route from Pitlochry to Grandtully via Strathtay. The walk begins near the Pitlochry Theatre, follow the sign up a short route until you reach the A9. Be wary when crossing here as there is fast traffic but you do have good views of the road in both directions.

You are going to climb gently following the path right up to the edge of the forest that you see ahead of you. On the way you pass this lovely farmhouse which was in bloom with the cherry blossom when we went past. The views here are mainly across open fields but if you have your binos good for bird-watching. Keep looking behind you as the views of Pitlochry open up to give some excellent panoramas of the town and far beyond, Vrackie etc.

Once you reach the forest line you have a choice. You could follow the man made forest road via the Clunie path which does rejoin the Rob Roy Way further up. If you want to meander through pine plantations for half an hour or so fine, go this way. It is also slightly easier walking. The more interesting route is to follow the Strathtay sign which climbs through a traditional natural forest with mixed trees and as such more wildlife to look out for. Look out for the normal woodland birds but if your lucky you might spot the not very common crested tit, red squirrel,  crossbills and as we did a Great Spotted Woodpecker. Also on a different day when following the Clunie path we spotted a black fox crossing a clearing. I didn't know such things existed but checked on the internet when I got back and yes they do, so keep looking.

The walk is an easy path to follow but keep your eyes and ears open for fast descending mountain bikes. The route climbs to about 380 metres, flattens out a bit then you break out of the forest. Very kind of them to put in a stile to make life easier. Although you have gone through a wooded area there is a tremendous variety of flora and fauna to keep you interested and if like me referring to my guide books constantly. At one stage we were under a tree canopy and the shades of green everywhere was just outstanding.

This is a good spot to take a short break, get out the coffee and biscuits and just enjoy the view. You have an excellent vista to take in ,apart from a wind-farm in the distance, thank you Mr Salmond. From this spot we looked down towards our destination of Grandtully. The might River Tay winds its way through the tree lined town.
From this point you are descending across open countryside for about 15 minutes or so then you take a sharp left which follows the Tullypowrie Burn. There is a smallish waterfall to look out for, it might be more impressive after rainfall.
The route skirts the golf course and brings you into Strathtay. Some very impressive houses here, looks a nice place to live.

A short walk takes you to the bridge that crosses the Tay. I'm not quite sure why Strathtay and Grandtully are two separate places but they are. In this picture you can make out the wires crossing the river as well the hanging posts. This stretch of water is famous for its kayaking and many championships have been held here. It takes a great deal of skill and strength to bring canoes and kayaks down this fast running water but a great sight to watch if you are around when an event is running or even when practice is taking place. In Grandtully itself there is a hotel for refreshments and food if required. Yes a cold beer. 
You could continue west heading for Aberfeldy or go right taking you to Logierait and Ballinluig. This is a main road and bus route so you could extend your walk and return with public transport.

We opted to retrace our steps. Once back in the woods we had a look for the stone circle marked on OS Explorer 386. The picture below is the best we could find, not sure if that is it or not?

All in all a pleasant walk of about 8 miles in total. We had not stopped for lunch so a visit to the cafe in the Pitlochry Theatre finished this trip. Recommended as a short walk with good views.

Barassie - Irvine Beach Walk

I am glad to say that the tendon is still slowly improving so I decided to do a favourite walk along the beach to Irvine. This walk is roughly 7 miles in total and as it is mainly on soft sand the pressure on the tendon will be reduced. The beach between Barassie and Irvine is relatively isolated, particularly in the middle section. It is a popular spot with walkers, runners, dog walkers and horsemen. It is a section of the Ayrshire Coastal Path. But, there are many times when I walk the beach without seeing another person.

View north towards Irvine

Down our way the wind is a constant factor and today was no different. In some respects this could be seen as a boring walk as it is basically a straight line along the beach, so you can see everything in front of you. No twists and turns so no major surprises. But you would be very wrong. On the shore side you are basically walking along a dune line so your views inland are limited. Erosion by the surging sea at high tide and in stormy weather has caused a lot of damage of late but the dunes are still holding on. On the seaward side there is a magnificent open vista across the sea to the island of Arran. The walk is ever-changing due to the fantastic changing quality of light due to the weather changes that we experience on this coast. It is no exaggeration that we can and do experience all 4 seasons in one day. There is a vast openness about this walk that people stuck in towns and cities would be impressed with.

Turn round, view south towards Barassie

The wildlife is principally of the bird variety and varies all year. Migrating birds will arrive for a day or two to plunder the rich waterline before heading off north or south. At this time of year it is common to see and/or hear the skeins of geese as they are coming down from Iceland and Greenland. A few will stop over in nearby fields but most keep going as their wintering grounds in Dumfries & Galloway are not far away now. They are a spectacle that I will never tire of seeing and always brings a smile to my face.
Today, out at sea, there are eider ducks and mergansers bobbing around along with cormorants and shags diving for fish. The shoreline has the normal gulls: the massive great black backed are increasing in number; lesser black backed and herring gulls next in line and the constantly noisy black headed gulls feeding in groups. If you are lucky you can also spot Glaucous, Iceland, Common and Mediterranean gulls along the shore. I notice that there is an increase in the number of bobbing pied wagtails on the beach, presumably a few migrants have joined the locals. Curlews and oyster-catchers are also feeding along the water line. I am absolutely delighted to hear a stonechat and get him through the binoculars, a handsome male sitting on top of the whin bushes amongst the dunes. These birds were common along this stretch but they have not been seen for 3 years so what a delight. As the walk progresses it is clear that there are a few pairs around, good luck to them lets hope for a mild winter.
About the middle of the walk there is a sight to smile about. There is a lot of flotsam on this beach, partly items dumped from fishing boats but also the rubbish from Glasgow which is dumped in the trenches in the Clyde.

Today I was so lucky with the changing light. Arran could only be seen in parts as the low cloud and rain engulfed it. Two tankers sit riding the waves apparently protecting the island. The weather front was moving northwards and a single ray of sunshine illuminated Arran as it moved north. The rustic colours of the hills in the sunshine, in contrast to the grey low clouds and black higher level clouds, were stunning. At one point a rainbow was focused through the gap at the same time. I have walked this beach hundreds of times and never seen this weather display. 

Arran with the rainbow shining brightly

Long and straight it may be but it is never boring and rarely looks the same twice. 
The wind changed direction to a westerly and now the rain that swept Arran is coming this way, time for the waterproof trousers.

Big Idea Bridge at Irvine Harbour

I have reached the end of the beach section and now take the short walk along Irvine harbour. Sad to say it is quite run down now. There are no local fisherman around the old pier today. The salmon have to pass through this stretch on their way to spawn up the rivers Irvine and Garnock. There are mullet and mackerel to be caught along with the normal flat fish. The dereliction is reinforced with the bridge to nowhere, where its middle section has been removed just in case anyone goes across. It did, for a short period play host to the 'Big Idea' a millennium project but sadly this did not last long. There is the Magnum leisure centre which is also due to close as well as the Scottish Maritime Museum. The housing in this area was part of a regeneration project, mixing new and old and fits the part but more can and needs to be done. 

Irvine harbour

Time for a coffee and scone in Small Talk. A small but excellent cafe for lunch or home baking. Not the cheapest around but I like it.

Suitably refreshed I reversed the journey back home. As it is an isolated beach horses are a frequent site as their riders take the opportunity to let them gallop along the waters edge. Frequently, as here, with a dog in tow. 

Nothing remarkable about the walk home but again some stunning views as the weather played its tricks of the light. The view below is from the beach looking across to Troon harbour with the Ailsa Craig in the background. The storm clouds passed over quickly and I'm glad to say none of it dropped on my head.

The foot is now throbbing but another nice day was had.
Time for a beer.

Circular route - Barassie - Dundonald via Smugglers Trail

I decided to give the tendon a longer workout this morning with a decent circular walk. My route starts from Barassie, walking up-to just before Loans where I join the Smugglers trail to Dundonald. From the village I head for Symington; then towards Langholm farm cafe/shop and back to Barassie via Loans and the Darly golf course. A good circuit of around 10 miles.

Early morning 

The weather forecast for later in the day is for very strong wind and rain so up and away for an early morning start. There was a strong easterly wind already bringing cool air which helped to clear my stuffed nose quickly.
After half an hour I join the Smugglers trail which originates at Troon beach if you want to do the full walk.
Warning this trail can be popular with rambling/walking groups so be prepared for a mass of grey haired people, with all the new walking gear, suddenly appearing en masse. Luckily for me today there was nobody at all until I met a couple of walkers coming my way almost at Dundonald. After the sign you go up a small road, past some workshops and homesteads until the gates of Troon Angling club appear. You go round the side and follow the path. On your right hand side there is a deep water pool fenced off, surrounded by trees. Have a look into the trees over the water as these trees are used as a roosting area for grey herons and from time to time you can see over a dozen of them. None around today though. Up the short walkway and have a look at Collenan water, the home of Troon Angling Club. No early morning fishermen to be seen and no trout rising either.

The walk through the woods to Dundonald takes around 30 minutes. Once in the woods there is minimal views of the surrounding countryside. This is a true ancient Scottish wood full of elm, beech, ash, oak pine etc.

If you are into trees you can spend more time investigating here and I'm told it has some interesting flora & fauna. Shortly after going past the reservoir there is an option of a small diversion, thereis a small path to your right which takes you up a slope where at the top you can get good views of Troon and afield plus the old pond where I'm told curling used to take place. If you climb over the fence you can look into Hillhouse quarry which takes you to a different landscape. Take care. it can be a dangerous place and if you hear a siren the ground may soon shake as a blasting takes place in the quarry. Walking through the woods today the leaves were falling and carpeted the path in an attractive way. In terms of wildlife just some normal woodland birds chirping away; blue tits, robins, dunnocks in the main. I spotted a few trees together in the woods where I thought the bark was peeling but on reflection it is likely to be the spot where the stag rubs his antlers against the bark. It is common to see small deer in these parts, probably roe deer but I am not an expert. From previous walks I know the woods host quite a few birds. Crows & buzzards frequently mob each other. Woodpeckers tap the trees. Sparrowhawks fly through the trees trying to flush the smaller birds. By day on the reservoir water house martins feed and at dusk out come the bats. In a nearby location raven & peregrine can be seen. So keep your eyes open.
At the end of the trail, go along the walkway behind some houses and you come to Dundonald castle. There is a tearoom but it is only open Apr-Oct. The castle can be visited but I'm  not sure if its restricted to the same timescale.
You then go through the village of Dundonald but not many shops to explore here. 
Instead of going back via Dundonald Hill I cut off to the left taking the Symington back road. This is a pleasant tarmac walk, surrounded by fields with livestock dominated by cattle, sheep and horses. Not too much traffic but be alert.

There are pleasant views over East Ayrshire, you can spot Louden Hill ( see an earlier blog ) and Alex Salmond's legacy for Scotland, the biggest wind-farm at Eaglesham moor, an abomination.
With Symington in sight turn right to Corraith and stop at Langholm Farm cafe for refreshments, usual menus as well as some superb home-baking. Not the cheapest place but nice surroundings and staff.
The return now, walking off the scone and jam is back to Loans. I walked down to the golf course and walked back to Barassie via the Darly course, once upon a time an Open championship qualifying course and can be a demon of a links course, bring a supply of golf balls if you want to play it.
Thankfully the rain stayed off and it was a dull sky but nice walking morning. Time of walking was 3 hours 30 minutes and for the last half an hour my foot was' xxxx' painful. Still progress is being made albeit slowly.

Looking back over the fields to Troon

Salmon fishing Tummel & Tay

Well what a bummer of a summer. What I hear you say, the weather was as good as we had for yonks. I do not disagree but as you might note my last blog was in June this year. During that walk I was aware of pain in my right foot which was diagnosed as the dreaded plantar fasciitis. I suffered from this a few years ago and was grounded for almost 4 months. Now I am 4 months in and only started walking again but still with considerable discomfort. Basically it is a tendon which runs along the base of your foot and is linked to your Achilles tendon. With me it is constantly inflamed, painful, you hobble about most of the time and time is really the only true healer. They say it can take up to a year to fully heal. So, my summer was not as intended, blue skies, back garden, beer, weight gain but not the outdoors I expected. I did manage to cycle regularly, not long distances, as this exercise put the least strain on the foot. I also got some fishing in but again this was limited as even standing was a sore option, but you have to move on and I have tried to get back into some sort of action.
A couple of weeks ago we managed to get some salmon fishing action in beautiful Perthshire. Too many people, myself included, Perthshire is the best overall outdoor experience in Scotland.  I had fished the River Tummel before but only for brown trout & grayling, but never the Tay, so this was an experience I was looking forward to.
Day 1 took us to the River Tummel in Pitlochry, fishing the two beats below the dam which are part of the Pitlochry Angling Club waters. There were 5 of us fishing today so despite the time of the year expectations were high.

Looking upriver (Tummel) to the Pitlochry dam

Normally these waters fish well in the early part of the season but we knew that the salmon were still in the river. The price is well discounted to compensate. However, even at this late stage in the year almost 20 salmon a day were going up the fish ladder into Loch Faskally. The height of the water was lower than previous visits but within 5 minutes a salmon had shown itself, rising in the fast water just opposite my stance, a good omen I thought. On the day we fished up and down the beat, using both fly and spinning techniques. By my reckoning I saw well over a dozen salmon showing themselves but the bottom line was we caught nothing apart from catching a few spinning lures in the rocks in this lowish river. 

It was shallow but very slippy wading

As said the fish were in the river but we were not good/lucky enough to hook any that day. 

Colin instructs Paul on how to cast

We did provide entertainment for the tourists who were still out in force and a few of us will be stars in Japan as all the Nikons/Canons etc from the tour buses clicked away. If you are ever lonely stand at this river with your fishing gear on and plenty of people will talk to you. Despite, or because of the low water, the wading was challenging with very slippy rocks particularly on the Port na Craig side of the river, again this provided a few camera moments as we struggled with our footing. Also a couple of brown trout came and went just to prove they were also in the water but not to see us catch them.
Wildlife on the day saw the 1st geese of the year flying over in their V formations calling away to each other. An impressive site as always. A kingfisher flew past, a blue blur going downriver at speed. A beautiful immaculately white chested dipper was in and out of the water totally ignoring us. A grey heron and a merganser made up the birds.
The loudest noise of the day were the jet military aircraft that came past extremely low from the south, very impressive and very loud.
At the end of the day it was still enjoyable, being out on the banks of a salmon river close to the town centre, just fab.
Thankfully we had an overnight stay so after a good day on the river it was time for food and beer and the rest.
Day 2 saw us heading for the River Tay for more salmon fishing. Half an hour from our base in Pitlochry saw us just outside of Aberfeldy, fishing the Upper Farleyer beat. Again we are at the tail end of the season but when we got our permits we were informed that one had been caught just last night. This is a stretch that runs for about a mile. The water looked as if it was a reasonable height for salmon fishing, possibly a bit low, but optimism was again high at the start of the day. The one thing this beat has is one of the best fishing lodges.

Looking upriver (Tay) to fishing lodge

It is an extremely well cared for lodge, full of information inside, fishing logs going well back and even photographs of 2 of our team, Colin and Ally with salmon caught on their last visit, so despite the rumours we do not blank every trip. 
The weather was grey but not cold, a good day for fishing. When we arrived there was another bloke spinning further downriver. Strange as we had the sole rights for the day, was it a poacher? It turned out not, he was a French bloke fishing the beat downriver but had wandered into our beat, no harm done.

Tackling up outside the lodge

I decided to walk the beat to its furthest point upriver. I had never been here before so getting a recce in before fishing is no bad thing. The water beside the lodge was running fast and looked too deep to wade safely on our side of the water. However, as I walked the path the flow had eased and I could see plenty of spots for wading in relative safety. Still a wading jacket with its built in flotation unit is a must have safety item. The only downside of this stretch is the electricity pylons that split the beat in half. These are double banked monsters that disappear up the glen totally spoiling the natural beauty of the area. They are also extremely dangerous if your gear catches in them, instant death. I started fishing at the top of the beat where the Tay meets the Lyon. A really nice spot.

Colin pictured with his salmon

Shaun ever hopeful

Just as I entered the river I was greeted by the sound of geese yet again but this time they were not up in the skies, they honked as they skimmed my head, displaying their ariel skills whilst landing in the field opposite me. The river was nice fast running water, looked good and as it turns out the only place that I saw a salmon that day, apart from the pictures in the lodge. Compared to yesterday on the Tummel the salmon were not even showing themselves never mind getting hooked. As per yesterday we fished the whole beat up and down, again using fly and spinners but nothing came our way. Literally at the end of the day we had one of our safety reminders. Shaun, Ally and I had finished and were chatting away at the lodge. We heard a shout from the water but could not see anyone. Paul had waded down the river alongside the trees, just upriver of the lodge in the photo above. He found himself in deeper faster water than he liked but the power of the flow meant he could not turn and there was no obvious exit sideways. Luckily Shaun was able to jump down and acting as a lever helped Paul scramble out of the water. Paul admitted that he thought his only option was going to be letting himself go so that he was floating past us at the lodge and hoping we could get a hold of him as he went past. With the fast water in this flow this would have not been a given and would have been high risk. Paul was wearing an inflatable so he would have not gone under the water straightaway but it it was a good reminder of how dangerous wading can be. We all tried our best but yet another day without a salmon. For me it was 2 days salmon fishing in places I always wanted to fish. Yes, I would have liked to have caught a salmon, it would have been released in any case, but it is the being there, enjoying your sport in the countryside that is the true enjoyment.
Two subsequent events. When we were ready to leave, all the gear stored away, Colin roared off, I was about to go then the shouts, Shaun's battery was dead, despite our best efforts we could not get it jump started. Luckily a trip to a nearby farm saw us get some jump leads so off we went.
When we checked back in to report our lack of success we were told that 4 salmon had been caught on the beat below us today, maybe our Frenchman struck out after all!!
Time for more food, beer and a few drams.