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Congratulations to the winners of our 2022 Photo Competition –

Elaine Dow – General Category – ‘Ben Lawers’

Sheila Wilson – Action Category – ‘General Wade’s Walkers’

The winner of the 2021 Photo Competition was David Griffiths, who won in both categories.

  General Category – “An Inviting Burn”

  Action Category – “Compass and Maps in the Mist”

Here are some of the entries & winners for previous competitions:

 Berry Red by Alistair Littlejohn

 Wait for me by Alistair Littlejohn

 Piglets, Sauchie Smallholding by Carol Moultie

 The Praying Hands of Mary & Eilidh by Elaine Leighton

 The Praying Hands by Elaine Leighton

  Walking in the rain by Gae Matthews

 Comrie Croft Circular by Hazel McGregor

 Lunch Break on Lochearnhead to Killin by Hazel McGregor

 Killin by Hazel McGregor

  Walk to a Smallholding  by Hazel McGregor

 Sauchie Farm Smallholding 1 by Hazel McGregor

 Sauchie Farm Smallholding 2 by Hazel McGregor

  Down To Comrie by Kim Osborne. This was declared The Winner.

  The falls in spate by Lesley Harbinson

  Hurray the rain has stopped by Lesley Harbinson

 Sheepin Mist by Lorne Graham

 Snake River Valley by  Lorne Graham

 The walker by  Lorne Graham

 White Water by Lorne Graham

 Wild River by Lorne Graham

 Autumnal avenue by Lynne Legatt

 Black butter by Lynne Legatt

 Fun’ in the sun by Lynne Legatt

 Lady Mary’s hidden treasure (2) by Lynne Legatt

 Lady Mary’s hidden treasure (1) by Lynne Legatt

 Reaching for the sky by Lynne Legatt

Alva to Glen Devon by Maija Strala Ibsen. Third Place.

 Alva to Glen Devon 2 by Maija Strala Ibsen

  Best Foot Forward  by Mary Colvin

  The Praying Hands of Mary by Mary Colvin

 Water Under the Bridge by Mary Colvin

 Lady Mary’s Walk  by Peter Klemm

Mouse view of Lady Mary’s Walk by Peter Klemm was placed Second.

 Porcelain fungus trio by Peter Klemm

  Purple mushroom duo by Peter Klemm

 Sunlit ferns by Peter Klemm

 The passing of the year and the Earn by Peter Klemm


…and the Prose Competition:


The Unchosen Path – by Jenny Turnbull

 It was not the walk you had chosen:

the high hill road and heather scramble,

an ancient trail lost almost to time.


Instead, unsteadying winds

and the relentlessness of rain

forced a change of plan –


a road you had walked before,

but new to me, this hidden valley,

my untrodden track.


Away from the howl and the blast,

with footing clear, we are free

to lift our eyes and look beyond ourselves


to treeline, hill ridge,

a sky of grey and white,

and tantalising, fleeting scraps of blue.


In the lee of the bothy we have space and breath

to talk, to share food and watch

the rush of water beneath the bridge,


and I think of how in life we sometimes walk

a path that is not of our choosing

out of love.


HORIZON – by Vicki Smith

It’s raining again

Ah well, I’ve booked, so I’m going

Wet yesterday, probably wet tomorrow

So, on we trudge

Wet boots, wet gloves, wet everything

Can’t see through the mist

Rain dripping down my neck

Water coming through my boots

It was lovely here last week” they said.

Who talked me into this ?

Must be mad, self inflicted madness.

Up the hill, over the hill, down the hill

Across boggy moorland

Disturbing the cattle, scattering the sheep

Trees dripping, grass glistening

Lochs shimmering, red kites soaring.

But wait . What’s that on the horizon ?

It’s a rainbow

Is that the sun ?

Yes it is

Look at that view


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