Better late than never.....a journey of learning

So yesterday was the day that was- I set off full of intentions of heading up Kings Seat and Dunsinane on a bit of a pilgrimage but on heading down the Kingsway it became evident that the cloud was going to thwart me- no way was I risking falling over a precipice in the mist so Newtyle bound I was! I have often wanted to trek the paths around the village and surrounds but never got round to doing it.

So off I set from dog jobby park (now, those of you who follow the blog will know the sort of things I was saying to myself so I shall refrain!) with Dolly and Kenny, Melissa and Nanci Griffiths (my counter part was at work- shame) along past the old home where my Granny was, Mundamalla (which is an Indian word meaning Peace and Tranquility- so I found out yesterday) to join the railway loop walk. I was blown away- metaphorically speaking-by the beauty of this path, especially once I was into the cutting known as the gullet- it really felt as if I was in an enchanted forest- even the tree roots were weird, growing in squares round the rocks. I have lived in this area all my life and I never knew that such beauty existed. The Newtyle community should be very proud of their achievements in setting up the path network- it is beautiful. I also never knew that Newtyle used to have a golf course- in fact the tees are still visible in the fields.

I continued along the railway until it ended at the Dundee road and took Jacob's ladder up into the woods which took me along a path leading up Newtyle and Auchtertyre Hill - which I didn't go up I hasten to add! I wound my way through the Scots Pines and came upon a 5ft tall Crucufix in the trees which was erected as a Polish Priest died on that spot during WWII- something else I didn't know!

I continued on my merry and ever relaxing way through the woods behind Kinpurney Castle not long after this the path meandered back down towards the road- much evidence of foxes (totally stinking!!) and stripped pine cones indicating red squirrels. The latter part of the path was mainly on the back roads with the last stretch being on the railway back to dog jobby park.

What a wonderful walk- I just wish that someone had been there to share it with me as much as Dolly and Kenny et al were entertaining they were stuck in my ears! Just the therapy I needed after a very busy and at times quite stressful week.