With an attempt looming and just the long stretch to link Beinn na Lap with The Mamores left to recce, I can't say it's feeling any easier!

I can't quite remember when Mark first voiced his intent to do the BG, but throughout the many runs and races we've done in the last few years it's never been far from the chat.

It’s nice to run without a camera, and even better without a pack. But then there’s always the fear of missing something special…

Offering one the most dramatic ridge routes in Scotland, An Teallach is vast mountain, standing apart from the Fisherfield hills, towering above Dundonnell, the lure of its two Munro summits something every hill runner must succumb to, sooner or later.

Torridon is a place that for me, will always conjure the magic of childhood memories, binding the mountains and coast in ways that inspire me still.

Arkle, from the Norse 'ark fjell', means flat topped. Flat topped it may be, but along with Fionaven, these summits offer some of the roughest ground on any of the Scottish hills.

Much has been written of the Bob Graham Round, by better writers and runners than me. I will not attempt to emulate them. It is too soon for one thing.

The day before had been a rest day. We’d visited Lochinver, and as one must when visiting Lochinver, we went by the pie shop.