We walkers always seem to be concerned about farmers and landowners being precious about access. However, there are occasions when the 'old enemy' can be the complete opposite. Last winter I drove up to Muirshiel Country Park Centre on a bleak mid-week afternoon to find the car park surprisingly busy. Apparently there were important European visitors who were just leaving, and a full complement of staff was on site to host the event. As I got out of the car, the Centre manager approached me from across the car park and enquired where I was off to. I told him that my objective was Hill of Stake (27A) and explained how it featured as a Marilyn. He advised me that my intended route up to the disused mine was the best but to be careful of a recently exposed shaft. He was keen to tell me about the work of the Centre and invited me in to see a short film about hen harriers. I had a bit of time and so I went in and, without being asked, was given a large mug of tea and a biscuit. After viewing the film and asking a few questions, I was wished a pleasant afternoon and I set off.
I ended up having a few navigational problems in thick mist on Queenside Muir, so when I returned to the Centre it was beginning to get dark. Another member of staff saw me opening the car, came out from the warmth of her office and asked if I would like a shower as they had excellent facilities. I didn't need to be asked twice. Luxury! Warm, clean and dry, I drove back to my cousin in Perth reflecting on the kindness of certain people. This was a real case of 'get on to my land'.
