Mrs Q and I went off to Craik Forest. It's out in the wilds.
Mrs Q liked the first part through the trees, then grumbled on the rocky easy switch back, grumbled some more on the grassy slope, found a detour in place due to Goblins or something like that, grumbled for the best part of a mile up a fire road, after we passed a second diversion, grumbled so much that after we rounded a corner and saw that it was more fire road, I relented and turned around.
On the return we realised that the detour was crap and we should have followed the road in the opposite direction to stick to the blue run and not the red run.
Mrs Q admitted that if we hadn't missed the detour she might quite have enjoyed it, it was very picturesque.
I think from all the grumbling, that the pitter patter of feet aren't expected either.
All in, a place I would quite like to return to and have another run at.