And today’s the day when you walk it off which is why it’s Easter Monday all the John Muir Way.
The John Muir is a 134-mile walking route across Scotland from Helensburgh in the West…
To the Great Conservationist’s home town of Dunbar in the East.
And a 15-mile hike from my back yard of North Berwick, or six-hour saunter up hill and down vale.
A walk with a pal
All in the company of my old pal Wee Jon who has become one of life’s great Outdoorsmen in his old age.
Although he showed little indication that he had a Kilimanjaro ascent or London to Brighton cycle ride in him…
When he was jumping around barefoot like a flea on the burning sands of Manchester, New Hampshire back in the day.
And our post-University summer in Boston, Massachusetts.
Particularly with New England on my radar.
A good brisk walk is, of course, for all ages and physicalities.
And it allows you the time and space to talk and reflect on shared experiences and your younger selves.
And so the seven-and-a-half miles, three-and-a-half hour trek, to the village of East Linton became a trip down Memory Lane.
We could just as well have been in our old stomping ground of Aberdeen where Wee Jon was known to spend a night on the grass island Mounthooly Roundabout.
And picked up by car by The Scary One. And today too.
Whichever walk your taking today, and be sure you do one, take the time to think positively on your life’s journey until now.
Or across the mountains from the Austrian Tirol to Bavaria in Germany.
Or your favourite route from your home, either around your town or city or countryside.
But whichever it is putting one foot in front of the other is the first step in life’s great adventure.
And so for me it’s Easter Monday all the John Muir Way.