Category Archives: Turf

It was a simple statistic, on a small purple spot together with a number, that finally convinced me to abandon my self-imposed rule to avoid, as much as possible, using the car to travel out with my local patch to … Continue reading →

A momentous event has occurred. The Wizards of Turf have excelled themselves this time, going above and beyond the call of duty. They have created a work of unparalleled genius of the kind not seen since early man discovered fire … Continue reading →

Today was a mopping up odd zones day. Mopping up all those annoying well-spread uniques that you inadvertently miss, are too tired to take at the time, cannot access for whatever reason or simply run out of turfing time itself … Continue reading →

I hadn’t been intentionally aiming for the Greed-300 medal but minimal zone losses over the past week or so saw my zone count sitting at 218 at 6.30 pm on the evening of 31st August. A quick look on the … Continue reading →

Firstly, this turf blog is a bit of a ramble, just a few thought running through my head, things I want to put to paper and who knows what else. Secondly, I want to begin with a Big Thank You, … Continue reading →

You may have gathered from the sheer number of pages on Planet Gary that I enjoy blogging and you would be right. While I enjoy a wide range of interests, many of them listed here, writing up a blog page … Continue reading →

I decided this morning that a nice easy cycle-turf was the order of the day. My route, the Roslin to Shawfair cycle way. My thinking, no-hurry, no medals, no-stress about taking zones or not taking zones, just bimble happily along, … Continue reading →

My thinking today was to put the bicycle in the back of the car, drive to Haddington and turf all the zones there. I didn’t really want to cycle all the way there, spend a couple of hours turfing all … Continue reading →

Queensferry, situated to the west of the City of Edinburgh, and home to the famous Loony dook, where crazy people from all ages of life, brave the frigid waters of the Firth of Forth on New Year’s Day, often in … Continue reading →