I fancy this. I was having a natter with my swimming pal Sherry yesterday after our dip - we were warm enough that the conversation actually flowed instead of being punctuated with lots of "Fuck!" and "Shit!" type expletives. She's going to Skye in late January just to spend her time chillin' (seems like the correct word, somehow) and thought she might take her wetsuit and flounder around in a loch. In January.
Anywa, I said it was high time I went camping in Scotland and she wholeheartedly recommended Shetland. I've fancied going there for quite a while. Sleeper to Aberdeen, then 14-hour crossing...
Sounds OK to me, and also fairly flexible, on the basis that we might well be under the wave of some other Greek-lettered microbe by then.
My Dear Wife won't camp. Anyone else fancy this?