Author Archives: Gary

Having now finally completed the 140-zone mission that is the Edinburgh Roon, which you can find listed here, I want to share a few thoughts on my experience while cycling across what seems the length and breadth of Edinburgh, often … Continue reading →

The Edinburgh Roon. I’ve got some alternative names for the Edinburgh Roon. The first one is Taking The Zone Back Where You’ve Just Been. The second one is Taking The Zone Up The Bloody Hill You’ve Just Freewheeled Down. There … Continue reading →

One aspect of tackling turf missions, particularly those that must be taken in a strict sequence, such as the alphabetical order of the Edinburgh Roon, or indeed, the lineal order of either of the Canal Quest 754 missions, is that … Continue reading →

The Edinburgh Roon, 140 zones spread across the City of Edinburgh, a turf mission I’ve been sadly neglecting these past few weeks, nay months. August was the last time I’d spent time on turf missions. However, today, I decided it … Continue reading →

Things that get in the way of turfing. First there’s saga of our new flooring where a 4-day job lasted around a month. And with that now out of the way, there’s decorating needs done in all the rooms where … Continue reading →

This un-official Planet Gary medal is for those exceedingly brave turfers who are willing to venture out turfing on All Hallows Eve, or Halloween, and face the ghostly ghosts, ghoulish ghouls, wicked witches and those annoying trick or treaters. There … Continue reading →

Armed with my latest gadget, a Mission Darkness Faraday Bag bought for my investigation into the mysterious art of turf arm-pitting, I set off down to my nearest zone, Pittendreich, only a few minutes freewheel from the front door. For … Continue reading →

This pages lists all the zones I was fortunate enough to be First To Take, or FTT for short. This means I was the first person to take a new zone soon after it was created, before any other turfer. … Continue reading →

My investigation into the questionable and unfathomable art of arm-pitting is moving forwards, albeit at a snail’s pace, perhaps a case of two steps forwards and one step backwards. My purchase of a Waterfly bum bag fanny pack (I always … Continue reading →