Hill Walking at River Stinchar and Cornish Loch

Despite our cycle yesterday, our evening at the Talent Spot, and a big mac at 2315, we were out walking this morning. A short 'taster' walk in the Galloway Forest park. Unlike last week, its cold today, never getting above 4 °C at any time.
The six of us set off in good time, 1 camera, 6 phones, 3 GPS between us.
Beautiful though rugged landscape, much tougher than the walking part of the Bronze Maggies event but good fun.

Cornish Loch Panoramic looking from the West

We only walked for 5.5km in just about 2 hours.
I logged the walk with both my new smartphone using the iMapMyrun android app and my garmin cycle gps. I had to reset the cycle computer as it kept pausing as we weren't walking fast enough for it and it took a few minutes for the phone to find the GPS satellites. However both finally tied closely with the 'real' walked GPS we also had with us (another boy toy).
after lunch back in the cars, we headed for the nearest tea room which was in Straiton and then home.

Troon to Eglinton

What a glorious day! The sun is shining in the clear blue sky, and there isn't a breath of wind.
That was last weekend.
Sadly, I put my back out on Wednesday morning and could only look out.
This weekend, with my back back in working order, is of course, overcast, cool and windy.
Fiona and I headed out for a Maggies training cycle. The plan was to find the route through Irvine and get as far as Eglinton Park. Normally we lose the cycle path as it goes through Irvine, though we never really looked that hard.
After a couple of wrong turns we go to Eglinton Park - its been years since I was last there. We originally planned to head across the park and join the cycle route back through Dreghorn, before looping back to Irvine but time didn't allow. Instead we settled for a short loop within the park and headed back.
We had an unusual sight. At one point there was a commotion of seagulls, with no obvious cause. Then a bloke arrived in a yellow bib with a huge leather glove, and 2 huge birds of prey. The 2 birds would flit from branch to branch as he walked along the path, with the terrified gulls keeping well out of the way.
The run home was easier then the run out, as this time we had a good idea where we were going.
Of course, we are both starving when we got in. Just enough time to heat some soup and a quiche before we head out to the young farmer's talent spot in Paisley tonight.