Glenesk

Back in March, I went hillwalking for the first time inprobably over a year. The last time I went, I was appallingly unfitbut this time I was in better shape having committed myself to getting fit, and I am glad that it paid off.

We were staying with some friends at a modest lodge in Tarfside, a small village near the end of Glenesk, a long, winding road through the Angus foothills to the south of the Cairngorms that seemed to go on forever. Angus was not a part of the world I knew well – I’v...