Ted Gordon’s Site
A.k.a. Lost Cause Lair
Hill walking
In the Beginning.
The end of May 1987 found Pauline and I in the north-west of Scotland once again. It had become an enjoyable habit to accompany two close friends to this region, where they indulged in the strange pastime of hill walking while we toured the beauty spots by car.
They would sally forth in the early hours of the morning, clad in boots, breeches and plaid shirts, armed with rucksacks, maps and all manner of emergency equipment and provisions.
In the evenings, over the odd bottle of “Highland Dew” they would regale us with fascinating tales of the day’s exploits and although we could not help being impressed, deep down we considered them to be quite mad.
Late on the evening of June 1st we were listening to their latest exploits when they unfortunately, and in all innocence, remarked that it was a shame that we could not enjoy similar experiences. That was it! Without either their knowledge
The end of May 1987 found Pauline and I in the north-
They would sally forth in the early hours of the morning, clad in boots, breeches and plaid shirts, armed with rucksacks, maps and all manner of emergency equipment and provisions.
In the evenings, over the odd bottle of “Highland Dew” they would regale us with fascinating tales of the day’s exploits and although we could not help being impressed, deep down we considered them to be quite mad.
Late on the evening of June 1st we were listening to their latest exploits when they unfortunately, and in all innocence, remarked that it was a shame that we could not enjoy similar experiences. That was it! Without either their knowledge
Mind the step!
On a large lump
in Scotland
On a large lump
in Scotland
The intrepid pair make ready for an assault on another unsuspecting mountain.
