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About gaelharrison

I am married to John, and we are back living in Fife in Scotland. I have three grown up kids. Geraldine, who is married to Cathal and they have two children, Darcey and Dillon, Natasha who is married to Leo and they have Bonnie and Hazel and they all live in Wales, and Nick. Travel has been a big part of my life, especially in the last seventeen years, but now I just love being back in the 'bonny land'.

Botswana – The Wild Way – Part 5

Xakanaxa in the Okavango Delta The mighty Okavango is the third largest river in southern Africa and it flows south east from the Angolan highlands, over 1000km away, taking up to six months to reach the delta area which floods … Continue reading

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Botswana – The Wild Way – Part 4

Savuti Park and Moremi Park We drove for miles over sandy bumps and crevices that passed as a road. We were loaded with food and enough water for six days. We would not see a tarmac road again for all … Continue reading

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Botswana -The Wild Way – Part 3

Chobe River Camp in Chobe National Park – WILD camping. We left the Riverfront Hotel in Zambia when it was dark. We were wrapped up in jackets and hats as it was freezing. We drove past the dusty villages outside … Continue reading

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Botswana – The Wild Way – Part 2

Zambia – The River Lodge Hotel What bliss, a lovely room, hot shower and a beautiful tropical outlook. We were glad to relax, as we had endured an epic ten and half hour journey through Namibia. The road was so … Continue reading

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Botswana – The Wild Way – Part 2

From Maun to the Okavango Delta We are home, we are safe but most of all we are CLEAN! Who would have thought that that would have been such a priority? For two weeks we had sporadic use of the … Continue reading

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Colonsay, Islay and Jura

‘Surely its that quiet here that even the sheeps themselves on the hills is lonely’: A quote from the book by Lilian Beckwith, a lady who once moved to Elgol on the island of Skye and wrote a series of … Continue reading

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Occasions

My friend Catriona came to stay this week, and it was just wonderful being able to talk, catch up, put the world to rights, and fall back and forth in time, without having to explain the context of an expression … Continue reading

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The West Highland Way

  It’s done. This time last week I was despairing, my toes were bleeding, it was excruciating just to put any weight on the left foot at all, a blister the size of a purple grape was lodged between my … Continue reading

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Inspiring days

This is called procrastination. I should be writing my book, but I am all dressed for Pilates, in jet black, ready to take on the challenges of whatever torture instrument is laid by the mat. Last week it was a … Continue reading

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Mermaids and Kelpies

Monday morning, and the sheets are flapping outside, such a jolly aid to shipping. The sea is quite stormy and grey, but the tankers and container ships are able to see where they are going. Apparently this part of the … Continue reading

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