Tag: retired life
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A desolate, but stunning landscape
It's difficult to capture the expansive beauty of the highlands. The views go on as far as the eye can see without a spec of civilization in sight. Because there are no services out this way, our hotel packed a lunch for us and we ate trail side. We made good time today, arriving…
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One more thing…
…about yesterday. Hiking the last half of the banks of Loch Lomond was, without a doubt, the most physically exhausting thing I have done in decades! Decades! I don't think Reg made that clear enough to you all. We sat down for lunch, done in, and still had six miles to go! However, my wonderful…
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The Bonny, Bonny Banks…
Despite the drizzle today, our 14 mile walk along the banks of Loch Lomand was beautiful. I can only imagine how spectacular it is in the sunshine! We climbed up and down along an ever-narrowing trail that at times seemed never ending. We were rewarded with fields and hillsides of wild bluebells, several interesting bridges…
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Who is Kelvin?
We thought we would take a train from Glasgow to Milngavie (pronounced Mullguy…Scottish pronunciations are tricky!) but our guide book stated that it was a flat and easy ten-mile walk along the Kelvin Walkway. We couldn't check into our Bed and Breakfast until 4:00 pm and we had all day…so we thought, “Why not?” It…
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Off to Glasgow
Having just seen the Scottish weather predictions on the big screen at Heathrow airport, Reg was still smiling (top left). We flew out of the San Francisco airport Wednesday afternoon and arrived in London late Thursday morning to catch our flight to Glasgow. Many thanks to all our friends (you know who you are) and…
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Am I as old as you look?
Ashland, Oregon is a popular home for retirees. The place is crawling with people in their 60s, 70s, 80s… All very friendly, their faces crinkle as they smile and say, “Hello!” The men, with belts firmly buckled around their chests, escort white-haired women downtown for dinner and the theater. During the past week, we…
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A blank calendar filled with possibilities
“What are you going to do?” After I decided to end my 31-year teaching career, I heard this question often. “I really don't have a plan,” I usually answered. When I was working and raising a family, most days were planned. A blank calendar presented an exciting challenge. A retired friend once advised me that…
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