The Kiltwalk

By thekiltwalk

The view at the end is worth the 26 mile walk

Well we're at the end of another day and it's time to blether on for a bit on our KiltWalk page, which if the 'views' are anything to go by, seems to be going down rather well as we're averaging over 160 views per page, until yesterday right enough, when the internet must have been broken. Well it was either that, or the Scottish public voted with their laptops, ipads and iphones as poor Ruth didn't get many views. Of course it's probably got nothing to do with Ruth and everything to do with my ramblings. You're the voters, so you decide.

So those of you who swing by our wee page will be getting the hang of it by now, we're a bunch of people who once a year walk 26 Miles from Hampden Park, Glasgow to Loch Lomond Shores to raise as much money as possible for Scottish Children's Charities and in particular CHAS, Aberlour, TACC and CLIC Sargent.

"But" I hear you ask, "why Loch Lomond, you could walk 26 miles from Hampden to anywhere" and that of course is true, so why this route?

So this got me thinking and I cast my mind back to last year and mentally re walked the route in my head and the starts obvious. We kick off from the side of the pitch at Hampden and get piped out the tunnel and head into town. We then walked along the Clydeside and I'll never forget the look on the faces of the people on the London train as it drew into the Central Station, they must have thought they we arriving in a rather strange place as we walked in unison like an army. However from there the image gets a bit fuzzy as we trudged through some of the less glamorous sites in Glasgow before hitting the "wildness" or Clydebank as the locals call it.

Bowling sees the half way point and you don't know whether to laugh that you've completed the first half, or cry because there's another half to go and then there's Dumbarton!! Let's just say the signage was a bit 'suspect' in places, which we realised as we walked through a block of flats before hitting the Clyde again and then Renton.

So this rerun of the route didn't really help me, until I remembered the end and here it is for all to see, because when you've walk 26 miles and you're so tired that you can't walk another step and your feet, what's left of them, ache like they've never ached before, then quite simply, you deserve to have one of the best views in the world . . . . . so that's why we walk to Loch Lomond. Enjoy!!

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