Wee walks and police reports
My cousins in Edinburgh are "outdoor lovers" (Steph, that should make you smile) and they took me on a few "wee walks" (Martin, that should make you smile).
Martin, Mhari's husband, is a ranger for a large territory of the national park in Edinburgh. He had quite a bit of insight for our wee walks and greatly increased my knowledge of outdoor things (I sound smarter already). You can be sure that I know the procedural response for ice in the national park.
Our first walk was on Christmas Eve. Neil and Nicola and their two kids + Mhari and Martin and their two girls + me = a darn good time. The kids were real troopers and the highlight of the walk came when we got to throw stones in the water. They were young enough not to catch on to the fact that I can't skip rocks.
Martin, Mhari, their girls and I set out again to conquer the Scottish hills after I returned from Glascow.
Also, several great walks were taken on beaches in Glascow. The weather was cold but nothing can really detract from the beauty of water and the fun of looking for beach treasures.
And on to the police report...
On the evening of 30 December 2006 at approximately 1730 I witnessed a female walk directly in front of a moving Lothian Bus. After impact, I was the first responder on the scene and provided medical attention while waiting for medical authorities to arrive. My campus safety days came in handy needless-to-say. My name is officially in a Scotland police report... I think that's something to boot. Sorry, no pictures were taken of the incident. My hands were fully...literally.
Martin, Mhari's husband, is a ranger for a large territory of the national park in Edinburgh. He had quite a bit of insight for our wee walks and greatly increased my knowledge of outdoor things (I sound smarter already). You can be sure that I know the procedural response for ice in the national park.
Our first walk was on Christmas Eve. Neil and Nicola and their two kids + Mhari and Martin and their two girls + me = a darn good time. The kids were real troopers and the highlight of the walk came when we got to throw stones in the water. They were young enough not to catch on to the fact that I can't skip rocks.
Martin, Mhari, their girls and I set out again to conquer the Scottish hills after I returned from Glascow.
Also, several great walks were taken on beaches in Glascow. The weather was cold but nothing can really detract from the beauty of water and the fun of looking for beach treasures.And on to the police report...
On the evening of 30 December 2006 at approximately 1730 I witnessed a female walk directly in front of a moving Lothian Bus. After impact, I was the first responder on the scene and provided medical attention while waiting for medical authorities to arrive. My campus safety days came in handy needless-to-say. My name is officially in a Scotland police report... I think that's something to boot. Sorry, no pictures were taken of the incident. My hands were fully...literally.
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