Apparently it is not the commonly done thing, to have a Christmas Day picnic. At least not if you live in the north of Scotland.
I just can't imagine why it isn't a more popular option.
You get to enjoy a lovely walk through the pine woods on the way to your favourite picnic spot. None of the well-wrapped humans are grumpy from spending all morning in the kitchen fretting about the turkey.
The essential trappings of a civilised Christmas lunch - a table cloth, festive napkins, pigs in blankets, prosecco etc. can easily be carried in a backpack.
It's well known that food eaten outdoors and in good company* always taste better, especially if consumed after a two and a half mile hike.
Of course it is important to check that you leave the picnic spot in the same pristine state as you found it.
So to summarise - our Christmas outing to Glen Tanar was a simply brilliant experience. I didn't even mind that Gail insisted on adding a wee "festive touch" to my harness.
*Regular readers will recognise our dear friends M and J.
