Melly W.
I am a middle aged park ranger who lives on a tiny, very remote island in the South Pacific Ocean. Now, I understand that I'm not really selling my thru hiking credentials with that sentence! But I assure you, that despite my age, gender, single status and difficult training environment (a complete circumnavigation of my island lasts exactly 32 km), I do really, truely, absolutely LOVE long distance hiking! I've walked a lot of walks over a lot of years, particularly within Australia. This year I'm branching out and heading on my first truely overseas adventure - The Scottish National Trail! I'm excited to share how it goes, and maybe encourage others who are in a similar time of their lives to get out there and give it a go! The feeling of being a full blown superhero, capable of anything, is just one of the reasons I love this amazing gift of a sport.
Posts
A Scottish Story – Day 39, A very unassuming finish. But a great cheese and pickle sandwich.
This is it! Final day. As always it is that mixture of excitement and loss that pervades my mind when I wake up. It's early. Much earlier than I
A Scottish Story – Day 38, The defining moment of seeing the salty sea!
Distance: 10km It's 6pm. I have a small wine, chips and I'm looking out over one of the most beautiful beaches I've ever visited. Needless
A Scottish Story – Day 37, Losers are sometimes grinners
Distance: 26km Last night was a doozy. Straight up. Though the wall did it's best to protect me, it was still a rip snorting ride of nerves,as
A Scottish Story – Day 36, A prediction of snow
Distance: 34km I've had to do a little bit of soul searching in the last day. My rest day in Inchandamph was spent huddling in my
A Scottish Story – Days 34 and 35, A diamond in the rough
Distance: 8km and 34km It was a straightforward walk into Oykel Bridge where I was incredibly fortunate that a staff member, upon seeing me
A Scottish Story – Day 34, The power of a friendly face
Distance : 18km Different day, different scenario. I woke up ready to right to right the ship. Despite the rough day yesterday, it
A Scottish Story – Day 33, “Everything is going to be alright. Rockabye”
Distance: 33km The bothy was full last night. A group of female bike riders competing in a race and some younger blokes hiking, all
A Scottish Story – Day 32, Come on Mel. You can do this.
Distance: 30km I feel pretty proud of myself this evening. I put the work into a plan for today, and it feels like it paid off. A
A Scottish Story – Day 31, I really should have just taken the road…
Distance: 17km It may have taken some haggling, but the sleep under the comfortable, heavy doona was well worth it. I'm feeling somewhat
A Scottish Story – Day 30, “My name is Spartacus”
Distance: 25km I sleep incredibly well. At some point, around 4am I guess, I get up to go out to the "outside bathroom" and the sun is just









