Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

The Road North


Thirty Days Wild, a post each day throughout June, something that is grounded in our wild world.

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I’m up for this, I’ve done it before, I’ve a bit of a cop out on the delivery though this year.  Mr Uphilldowndale and I are on the road, with Spud the dog of course. We’re taking a three week tour in the campervan, a week visiting  the Orkney Islands, and driving the North Coast 500 route around the northern coast of Scotland. Daily delivery of posts may not be possible,  there are so many variables, when I find an Internet connection, expect a flurry of posts. Posts will not be exclusively ‘wild’  as there is so much to share, but nature will be here in all its glory.

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Post box, Isle of Sanday

First of all how did we get here? It’s a long drive from Derbyshire (over 500m),  we waved as we tootled along past Tootlepedal’s patch, and broke our journey by calling to see the magnificent  Kelpie sculptures at Falkirk, I’d wanted to see them ever since I saw the video of their construction. I was not disappointed.


How skilful to get such shape and tone to the muscle structure out of sheets of metal.

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Mr Uphilldowndale wanted to know the nuts and bolts of their construction

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The Kelpies were having a little grooming

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We then went on to call, unannounced, on M and J in Kincardine,  M used to work with me in my ‘wee flower shop’, in Alloa, some 26 years ago, we had not seen them since then. We had a lovely evening with them, and camped out on their drive for the night, their kindness and generosity was just as I remembered. A wonderful start to our adventure

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As we travelled north we were struck by the gorse, it was prolific


and its vivid colour and perfume,  sweet with notes of coconut, swept along with us.



Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

6 thoughts on “The Road North

  1. Great to read your blog. I’m doing thirty days wild too!

  2. You should have called in for a coffee. The kelpies are wonderful, I agree and the gorse is terrific this year so you have had a good start.

  3. I hadn’t a clue about the kelpies or the gorse. See how you’re expanding my horizons already? I’m looking forward to seeing what else you discover as you travel along. Three weeks is a wonderful amount of time — just right to settle into a bit of a different routine, and go at your leisure.

  4. A lovely post and wonderful pictures. It sounds like you’re going to have a grand tour which I’m sure you’ll enjoy. xx

  5. I have insufficient words to tell you how jealous I am.

    I will have to enjoy the trip vicariously.

    I want swooping eagles, majestic stags, high-jumping salmon, imposing mountains, river torrents and several of your best thought provoking specials (herds of haggis, a bagpipe farmer or a kilt orchard).

    • We will do our best. Today we saw a Beagle bird. This is a speicies of bird that may be a buzzard or it may be an eagle,but no one is quite sure. We have also observed that people take their cars on caravan and motorhome holidays. Jammy and Dodger the cats would not tolerate such a thing

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