It was a long warm 4 hour drive yesterday to my home town of Ayr to speak
at a fundraiser for Galloway MRT. My grand kids were heading home to England on the same day so I am glad my mind was on the drive as I miss them so much. The roads were clear the sun was out and the hills still had plenty of snow high up in the gully’s.
I was soon in Ayr and had great help setting up for my chat in the town Hall in my home town of Ayr. It is a wonderful place to speak and I cannot thank the staff enough for making me welcome and the assistance of Lynne,Bert and others involved
from Galloway MRT. It was then over to my sisters for tea an hours break and my nephew then drove me back into Ayr early to meet the Provost and Lord Lieutenant it was kind of them to come and get a bit more information on Mountain Rescue.
We had a good crowd in the hall and the night started with Galloway MRT who cover Ayrshire speaking about what they do and their team.
The kids had given me a cold And a sore throat but I managed to chat and we split the night into two halves with a raffle for the team funds.
I managed to keep my voice going and I hope I spoke enough about what the Mountain Rescue Teams do and the time they and their families give up for others. Behind every team member is a family.
The Galloway Team were at Lockerbie in 1988 along with many other Mountain Rescue teams and SARDA. I spoke about the trauma of this and other events and it’s effect on me, my family and some of my friends over the years. It’s good to see how things have changed and what a great job the Mountain Rescue Teams do. Not just in the mountains but as part of flood relief, big snows and searching for vulnerable people, This is all done as unpaid volunteers and it was good to highlight it to the audience.
Ayr is where I was born started on the hills and where my Mum and Dad brought me up. It was a great honour to speak in my home town and pass on a small bit of what Mountain Rescue means to me. I dedicated the chat to my Mum and Dad and my family my nephews were there and it was an incredible night. I spoke about looking after the environment and my Cycle to Syracuse last year on the 30 th Anniversary of Lockerbie. The team I went with and meeting the families of those who died. The great folk of Lockerbie and surrounding area who did so much for us all. These are the true heroes who never get spoken about the Mums, Grannies who fed us and gave us great kindness that I will never forget. The efforts of the Mountain Rescue Teams the Police and all the other Agencies involved. I was emotional as I spoke about the relatives who said we brought their kids home at last with our cycle.
It was a great night for me full on from 0600 to after 2200. My nephew drove me back and we got the final 15 minutes of the football a real cliff hanger. It was good to unwind good to meet so many kind folk and good to be able to publicise a bit of the great work of the Galloway MRT.
The early days on the hills and the Boys Brigade meant a lot to me I was given the route we did in 1967 and two old photos last night. They made my day thank you very much. These early Walks gave me a love of the hills that stay with me for life.
As you get older you look back a lot on the past and how it shapes you. The media is full of sadness and bad news yet as always there are so many good things happening. Galloway are out today looking for a missing person there always there to help and it was great to meet the team and the Police who attended the talk.
Today I head back via Glencoe to see a few pals. I am so fortunate to have been surrounded by some great good folk all my life.
As I was packing up I got a old route I did in 1967 as a member of the Boys Brigade Duke of Edinburgh Award from one of the boys who lead it. All those years ago in the Galloway hills an epic 50 miles in 3 days.
That made my night, thank you all.