Five in the Pentlands

I had itchy feet and was looking forward to a day in the hills somewhere, however after a few 12 hour shifts I couldn’t find the will to drag myself off somewhere at dark o’clock in the morning. A lie in was in order, yet this would be my only chance to get away somewhere for at least a week. The Pentlands sprang immediately to mind, the new line linking Airdrie and Bathgate meant that Edinburgh was under an hour away. I had spent many days in the Castlelaw area with the Territorial Army, either on the shooting ranges or on exercises. Read More…