Category Archives: Turf

With my zone takes sitting at 7445, I only required another 55 zones to complete the Take-7500 medal. So, that was my mission for today, a mission I did choose to accept, though no sign of any self-destructing tapes. And … Continue reading →

Following a surprise visit from the Very Despicable Pulled Muscle in the Back Goblin, I’m finding myself somewhat restricted in my ability to turf by bicycle or kick scooter, and having to resort to good old perambulation. But that’s not … Continue reading →

The Daily-5 medals, also known as the Five-A-Day, the latest Turf medal series from the famed Turf Wizards of Scandinavia. To many, a joyous welcome challenge to be grasped head-on along with cries of delight and excitement, to others, something … Continue reading →

A trip down to Selkirk in the Scottish Borders to visit my parents and tackle a few urgent DIY tasks should have been straight forward. And indeed things were going well to begin with. The rear mud flap was swiftly … Continue reading →

Lets us start with a question. What is the most difficult task when starting a new blog entry? Answer, getting the old grey matter online and typing those first few words down on the page. It’s like being an artist … Continue reading →

I couldn’t quite decide where to go this Saturday. I could stay local and do boring and very unsatisfying revisits around Bonnyrigg and Dalkeith. However, having lost count how many times I’ve done these local zones recently it wasn’t any … Continue reading →

Having been turfing for almost a year now, I’ve come across all manner of issues both the using the mobile phone and the Turf app. On this page I’ve simply listed them all down here, both good and bad. audio … Continue reading →

Back in April, on Turf Blog 26-04-21, I scribbled down a few words on the topic of the Seven Hills of Edinburgh, a turfing challenge to visit turf zones on seven hills scattered across the City of Edinburgh. While I’ve … Continue reading →

Having taken the Surly Pugsley fat bike down to the seaside on various nocturnal turfing sessions during the past few weeks, cycling at low tide across the treacherous quicksands of Aberlady Bay to the wrecks of the XT-class midget submarines, … Continue reading →