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Tom Weir | The Land of Knapdale
Knapdale holds some incredible and ancient secrets – for those who know where to look… The trouble about driving to North Knapdale in brilliant weather is that before you can […]
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Tom Weir | Three Men In A Boat
Tom Weir braved the rough and open sea with a couple of friends in order to fully explore the smaller Hebridean isles… “There’s nothing quite like being on the sea at night in a […]
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Tom Weir | A Good Life On Gigha
In busy Tarbert, Loch Fyne, you couldn’t buy a fish supper, such was the throng of yachts whose crews had cleaned out the shop. Sunshine and a south-easterly breeze had […]
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Tom Weir | Shepherd of Artney
In June 1977, Tom Weir wrote this column for us on his friend, Pat Macnab, a traditional shepherd. It is incredible to think of how much has changed in this […]
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Tom Weir | Over the Girth Gate
This week saw the official opening of the Borders Railway, which has been closed for 46 years. How fitting, therefore, that our article from Tom Weir’s 1977 archives concerns the […]
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Tom Weir | A Cliff-top Walk, The Helicopter Threat and A Village with a Past
In the spring of 1977 Tom Weir was mesmerised by the changing seasons, and was determined to do his bit to preserve the natural, unspoiled beauty of his country… Every […]
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Tom Weir | Murray’s Way
TOM WEIR went to Lochgoilhead in the spring of 1977 to talk to the mountaineering legend W. H. MURRAY about his life of climbing and writing “… in the […]
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Tom Weir | Days I Won’t Forget
Winter arrived in a gale of blattering rain from the south, dying out overnight and transforming the roads to ribbons of black ice by morning. Fog lay over the land, […]
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Tom Weir | In Rob Roy Country
Tom Weir visited the reservoir that supplied Glasgow with 90,000,000 gallons of water a day in 1976, and opened a Wayfaring Course set in this area at the Queen Elizabeth […]
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Tom Weir | The Happy Glen
Exploring in the Grampians, Tom Weir went to meet the people who have chosen to live so remotely in the deceptively sleepy glens where disaster can easily befall the unprepared […]
