Category Archives: Turf

Not long after you start turfing, the lure of medals starts to niggle at the back of your mind, tempting you away for the sometimes all-consuming activity of taking those zones. And the first one that caught my eye, or … Continue reading →

Yesterday was a Turf walking day, too much ice around for safe cycling. And later that evening a walk to the Tesco for essential supplies, namely chocolate and coffee, was more slithering than walking. However, during the night my prayers … Continue reading →

With many of the local paths still decidedly dodgy with patches of ice and frozen snow, it was Shank’s Pony again this morning as my means of transport. And no, I’ve not traded my bicycle for an equestrian mount, I’m … Continue reading →

I sent an email last night to Skadi, Norse Goddess of Winter and politely asked if she might be able to do something about the overnight frosts that are interfering with my turfing activities. In return, I promised to supply … Continue reading →

Let me start by stating that to play the Turf game you don’t really need to do much in the way of planning. You can simply decide where to go, go there and grab a few zones. However, once bitten … Continue reading →

Keen to get started bagging zones for the January round of Turf but thwarted by icy conditions at the start and a keen desire not to fall off my bike, by Tuesday morning the ice had largely cleared, and accompanied … Continue reading →

New Year’s day and out for a walk with Cathryn, my wife. She wanted to visit the ruined Mavisbank House near Loanhead and I wanted to pick up a few zones in the same approximate area, so we planned a … Continue reading →