If a tree falls, but no-one is there to hear it … Big Bob slips quietly into his own private legend.
A little bird tells me that Big Bob Berzins, our most distinguished club access (or is it environment?) officer, quietly completed his last Munro a week or two back; like the vast majority, I suspect, unaccompanied by any other human. My informant wasn’t quite sure which his final summit was, Read more