Powerkiting is the latest daredevil beach craze and Scotland is ideal for it. Louise Gilbert gave it a twirl
The initial research for this story throws me into a world of unique vocabulary. Powerkiting equipment has, let’s just say, rather unusual names.
‘Frenzy’, ‘Littledevil’ and ‘Meteor’ are the names of just a few of the kite models available. Kiteboards are no exception, with such colourful titles as...
By Louise Gilbert
from Issue 12 published on 19/1/2004
Louise Gilbert has already viewed Scotland from a balloon. Now she's upping the ante and taking to the air in a glider.
The command to bail out of the glider is “Jump, jump, jump,” the instructor tells me. My parachute is strapped on and I’m listening intently. “You must be clear about this. I will not repeat it. I’ll jettison the canopy and I will be out before you can blink. Then you must follow me.”
OK, I’m clear...
By Louise Gilbert
from Issue 11 published on 17/11/2003
FOR AN AMAZING ADRENALINE BUZZ, CLIFF-JUMPING TAKES SOME BEATING – AS LOUISE GILBERT FOUND OUT
Standing on the edge of a 60-foot cliff, a group of daring Scots are preparing to face their fears. Dressed in full-length black wetsuits, they resemble something out of a James Bond movie.
In fact, today’s activity looks a lot like a stunt from an action movie. Canyoning and cliffjumping are extre...
By Louise Gilbert
from Issue 10 published on 5/9/2003
HOW BETTER TO ENJOY SCOTLAND’S LUSH LANDSCAPES THAN FROM A
HOT-AIR BALLOON? LOUISE GILBERT MEETS GRAEME HOUSTON OF SCOTAIR BALLOONS
Imagine being handed a hot-air balloon on your birthday and not having a licence to fly it. An unlikely scenario? Well that’s just what happened to Graeme Houston one auspicious day in 1988, a day that the winds changed the direction of his life forever.
Today, Graeme is owner and operator of Scota...
By Louise Gilbert
from Issue 9 published on 20/7/2003
MAXWELL MACLEOD SHARES THE SECOND INSTALMENT OF HIS ADVENTURE ON THE CALEDONIAN CANAL
It’s great finally to get in the sailing record books. Yep, I made it. Single-handed across Scotland in winter in a 21-foot sailing yacht. Probably the last yacht of the 2002 season to make the 60-mile loch and canal run from Fort William to Inverness. Ellen MacArthur shift over. Wha’s yer Sir Franc...
By Maxwell MacLeod
from Issue 8 published on 17/5/2003
IF YOU WANT TO SEE SCOTLAND PROPERLY, THEN WHY NOT SAIL ITS CANALS?
MAXWELL MCDONALD TOOK A VOYAGE INTO THE UNKNOWN
It was still dark night when I untied the ropes and pushed her out onto the southern end of the freezing-cold Caledonian Canal at Banavie.
I suppose it must have been about 7am. Still dark, but only just. Certainly, the darkness had a hint of grey in it as we (that’s ‘Coinbra’, my yacht, and I) buz...
By Maxwell MacLeod
from Issue 7 published on 7/3/2003
HAYLEY FLETCHER MEETS A MAN LIVING OUT HIS DREAMS IN THE CAIRNGORM MOUNTAINS
For decades, shepherds like Murdo MacKenzie tended sheep in the wildest, most isolated parts of the Cairngorm Mountains. Driving them for miles across unforgivably harsh terrain, they would eventually arrive at Braemar market, on the far side of the mountains. The remote location of these trails has...
By Hayley Fletcher
from Issue 6 published on 6/2/2003
STEVE NEWMAN GETS A TASTE OF WHAT GOES ON BEHIND THE SCENES AT KELSO RACES
Aday at the races is a delightful way to wile away an afternoon. But do spare a thought for the small army toiling behind the scenes …
6.30am It’s an overcast Wednesday morning and Gillian Meikle has a decision to make about lighting a fire. Will the day be warm, or will the rain arrive with the co...
By Steve Newman
from Issue 5 published on 4/11/2002
Elizabeth Walton examines scottish shooting, from the thrill of the hunt through to the practical side of the experience
The silence is broken only by a faint susurration of wind through the heather and the cackling mockery of the grouse, the most difficult gamebird to shoot. A shower of rain has knocked the pollen from the heather and alerted the birds. The beaters are away in the distance and the horizons are appall...
By Elizabeth Walton
from Issue 4 published on 9/9/2002
Elizabeth Walton experiences the soaring highs and swooping lows of the most noble of highland sports - grouse hawking. Pictures by Glyn Satterley
The grouse is king of the game birds, and for Highland guns it is the most demanding quarry. Yet how much more sporting and dramatic it is to match the quarry with another bird – a peregrine falcon. When a peregrine folds her graceful wings and plummets down from the sky to take her quarry, it is pe...
By Elizabeth Walton
from Issue 1 published on 5/3/2002