Author Archives: Gary

It’s a great triumph when you are first to take an FTT zone here in Midlothian, especially one located withing easy cycling range of Penicuik. The zone in question is called LindsayRose and appeared at 19:33 yesterday evening in the … Continue reading →

Much excitement this morning, out turfing Bonnyrigg and up pops a notification, Rank 57 – Turf Archangel. That means I’ve collected 13 million points. However, you might think 57 out of 60 ranks is fantastic, only three more to go. … Continue reading →

Penicuik this evening, to partake in the ESOC FTT#15, though I don’t actually know what that stands for, the latter part anyway, the FTT*. There was a good turn out with 11 intrepid turfers braving the wilds of Penicuik, some … Continue reading →

The challenge of the Edinburgh Roon continues and if there was one thing I could wish for it would be to get rid of all those bloody cobbles on the streets of Edinburgh. You plan a seemingly sensible route from … Continue reading →

When you are used to your regular zones being spaced apart in the usual manner, such as few hundreds of meters or even 50m in one instance I can name, when you find your next zone is over 5000 m … Continue reading →

Interestingly, I’m finding the more I cycle in Edinburgh, while attempting the Turf Mission Edinburgh Roon, the less strictly law abiding I find myself becoming, or at least tempted to allow myself to become. However, not that crazy idiocy of … Continue reading →

Right, the golden rule for Turf missions, and the Edinburgh Roon in particular is, wait for it, do not take any zones that will result in you blocking yourself later in the day. Yes, that was what happened to me … Continue reading →

The Edinburgh Roon Turf Mission is a strange beast when you concentrate solely on taking just the zones on the list, not bothering about any other zones you might come across. It almost feels like the zones are in different … Continue reading →

I actually took a picture of the bloody zone, zone 1984, that bloody one. I even posed a stupid cuddy toy with a jingly bell on the bike for the photo. I can even recall the words “taking zone” as … Continue reading →