I’m a bit late to the party with reviewing last year but December was such a busy month (and I still have not caught up with all my trip reports).
However, 2015 was an epic year for being outdoors. It was dominated by hills, hills and more hills with less running or cycling than in previous years as weekends away in the Bongo presided over any other plans.
The weekend arrived before I knew it. Ally and I had loose plans to go away in the Bongo somewhere but the week itself at home was pretty wet and wild, and we had heard reports about white-outs in the Cairngorms very likely. But, come Friday evening, it seemed it was going to be lovely just about everywhere. With these sudden dark evenings, a long trip and getting set up in the dark in the van just isn’t too appealing. Being in Aberdeenshire means just about anywhere else is a looooong trip away. So we decided on somewhere closer to home.