About my blog

CLL is the acronym for Chronic Lymphocytic Leukaemia. CLL is the most common cancer of the blood. However, unlike many other leukaemias, CLL is incurable. Innovative research is desperately needed to provide treatments which are more effective than the derivatives of chemical warfare agents currently in use. Research however costs money.

In 2009 I walked from John o'Groats in the north east of Scotland to Land's End in the south west of England. Hence the acronym JOGLE. The purpose of my walk was to make more people aware of this insidious disease and to encourage them to sponsor me by donating to the research groups I was supporting. It was a most enjoyable experience and I met some wonderful people. Together we raised over 2000 pounds for the cause. Thank you everyone!

In, 2010, the blog was being continued for those who may have be interested in following my walking holiday in Wales. This was not a charity walk.

Sadly this year, 2013, Alan Frost, a senior member of the Wednesday Loafers, our cancer support group, passed away. Many medics will tell you that CLL can be cured by a bone marrow transplant. Alan had battled with the cure for many years. More research is needed, but significant progress has been made since I started this blog.

CLL is still killing my friends. The organizations listed at the side of this blog would welcome any contributions you would like to make towards their research.

Please feel free to pass on the details of this site to anyone you think may be interested. The link is www.cancerwalker.com

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Day 14 19/07/09 Moor of Alvie to Tarf Hotel

Really good showers at the Dalraddy Holiday park for ‘oldies” – each shower had a little cubicle where you could sit abd dry feet!

Started the walk along the road which was quite busy and picked up a forestry track after 2.5 k approx. When I reached the railway I found another track leading back to the camp site (Bandeloch trail) – it goes to Kincraig. At the PO in Kincraig I bought a bottle of Barr’s Irn Brn (fizzy drink). I then walked to the aquatic centre at Loch Insh, had a snack and then headed towards Insh. Just before Insh I turned south on to a forestry track, marred by a plague of house flies. The track seemed to peter out, but I eventually found an indistinct path – wasn’t sure if I was on ‘the track’ or a deer or sheep track. It was heavy going, boggy/heather terrain – I had to concentrate where my feet were placed.

Eventually I arrived where I thought the bothy at the Tarf Hotel should be, spent an hour looking for it, no luck. (I had downloaded the co-ordinates from the web, so will check when I get back). There was a hut marked on the map about a mile away, some what decrepit, but the roof was intact. It was beside a river and there were a lot of midges! I set my tent up in the shed, in case it rained!

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