Adventure Time

A few hours in Salalah

March 16, 2018

Arriving in Salalah after completing the crazy World Record Attempt we had just a few hours free to explore. Located in the south of Oman it is famous for it’s annual monsoon season,called Khareef, banana plantations, lush landscape and amazing scenery. I’m embarrassed to tell you that after 5+ years in Oman I had never been to Salalah before so I was determined to enjoy it!

Bearing in mind we had been on the road for 48 hours + with just 4 hours sleep, the exhaustion level was real! But, that never stops me having some fun and finding new & random things.

Do you follow my page on Facebook? You may notice the recurring animal selfie theme…. I found these beauties chilling on the beach so tried to feed them some watermelon.

We headed from the city up into the Dhofar mountain range overlooking Salalah. Taking a walk through the rugged landscape we spotted a BaoBab tree, known as an ‘upside-down tree’. I had never seen a tree like this in real life before!

Scrambling down the side of the cliff I had my sights locked on to fruits that had fallen from the tree to the ground below. Marvelling at my find these were shaped like maracas with a velvet outer skin, it was almost so strange that it seemed fake. Cracking the shell open on the a rock I peered inside to find white seeds that reminded me of garlic gloves. Assured that this was perfectly safe to eat and not poisonous I took a bite – The initial taste wasn’t pleasant but it soon turned sweet like a candy and I found myself eating a second piece. Apparently these fruits are very popular in Swahili cooking.

The fruits looked like cloves of garlic inside the shell but with the consistency of chalk.

The four faces of trying a new food, it was surprisingly pleasant.

After a quick hike in the mountains the sun set quickly and we returned to the city lights for dinner and some much needed sleep, it was going to be a long drive back to Muscat in the morning!
It was a great experience to finally visit the beautiful Salalah, hopefully the next occasion will allow more time and less exhaustion, Insh’Allah.

Have a great day!

Heather x

Adventure Time, Fitness

The World Record Achievement

March 7, 2018

If someone asked you to join in a World Record attempt, would you?!

That is exactly what happened recently as I joined the incredible endurance cyclist Jonathan Shubert as he cycled across Oman from Muscat to Salalah, a total distance of 1,200km, in UNDER 48 hours!

To describe it as a “crazy trip” doesn’t even do it justice! Let me rewind a little….

After meeting the very humble Jonathan just a few months ago at a chance meeting through a friend I did not expect to be swept up in the whirlwind of what he was planning but something about this crazy man made me believe in him since our first meeting. Plus the idea of a nice little jolly to Salalah sounded interesting. Before I knew what I had agreed to I was signed up as the new member of his support crew.

Want to know more about Jon? Read his exclusive interview here.

So where did I fit into the record attempt puzzle? I trained with the Ultra Marathon Cycling Association (UMCA) to be approved as one of Jon’s ‘Race Officials’ insuring that he stuck to the rules along the way. Sounds easy but believe me, the 42 pages of rules to learn wasn’t straightforward! I also found myself a lot more involved in the media side of the challenge handling enquiries from national tabloids and sports sites who wished to follow the incredible journey. Soon it consumed our lives as we gave everything to help Jon achieve his dream.

Preparations along the way including the amazing team from Prismic Media who flew in from Kuwait to film the event, Jon’s great friend Chris who flew in from Dubai, Jon’s Omani friends who gave 24/7 assistance and the incredible Sukhee from the Husaak team who never complained even once. Seriously, not even once. Everyone played a vital role & selflessly gave up their time to make this happen.

The night before disaster stuck as Jon picked up food poisoning! In constant pain and already losing valuble fluids this was a bad situation but we couldn’t change the plans – The show must go on! Determined to succeed we stuck to the well planned schedule – Unfortunately for Jon, I don’t think any of us quite appreciated how much he struggled as he set off from Muscat at 6am on that first morning.

The first few hours on the road were exciting and dramatic as we travelled away from the capital city of Muscat and through the smaller towns and further south away from main civilisation. The scenery soon changed from craggy hills and mountains to the seemingly never ending desert highways.

By 1.30pm on the first day we found ourselves in danger as Jon stopped his bike and asked to lie down as he felt dizzy, his condition quickly deteriorated as his body went into severe cramp and at the point where he lost the ability to speak we knew it was bad. We had planned strategies to keep him cool along the way but the temperature in the desert had creeped over 30 degrees which had a major impact on his body.

Miles from the nearest clinic or hospital we were all alone by the side of the road with a man who is seriously unwell.
Jon admits now that he knows he was close to death lying there on that desert highway.

Frantically trying to help your friend when they are so close to death is an experience that changes you as a person. In that moment you become fundamental to their survival. It’s a horribly scary thing.

Thankfully Jon was able to recover and he shocked us all by getting back on his bike again and kept going as the rest of us stood by the side of the road overwhelmed at what has just happened.

He has incredible determination to succeed and he certainly proved it right there.

As we continued on the journey we travelled huge distances through the Oil Fields and desert roads without stopping and without seeing a town or a gas station for hours. It certainly was a different way to see Oman!

Every so often Jon would have to stop due to the heat that was affecting him, combined with his food poisoning it was a tough trip for him. We knew that we would have to make up a lot of distance after the sun went down! Jon would lie down in whatever shade possible to take small power naps of 15-30 minutes to recharge as us, the support crew, would anxiously wait until he gets back on his feet again to check his health.

Being a part of the support crew was physically and mentally more challenging than I would ever have imagined it to be! Constantly on hand to feed, care for and asses the athlete becomes your main focus! things were not straight forward but Jon was our focus so we ate our food on the road as we travelled and poured the last of our drinking water into a bucket to cool his feet. At one point all we had was 1 Pepsi between 3 of us. Life on the road is not glamorous!

But….. After completion of my 6 hour shift staring at Jon on a bike I have never been so happy to lie down in the dirt with an ice lolly when we FINALLY found a shop (also the same shop where someone tried to negotiate a deal to buy me, weird). I’m sure Jon  was delighted with 5 minutes peace without me smothering him!

The heat and exhaustion was affecting us all but you try to keep your spirits high!


The full cycling story from Jon’s side can be found here. Or you can come and hear us in person on Sunday 11th March 2018, more details here.

Rolling into Salalah at 4.30am felt amazing, like we had all survived something that even now I would struggle to explain to people. The crowds of people out on the street cheering and throwing confetti was so humbling.

But then we had to get back in the car and keep going, we hadn’t reached the GPS coordinates yet….

HE DID IT! We stopped the timer at an amazing 47 hours and 31 minutes, just under the 48 hour mark!

Finally arriving at the Sultans Palace in Salalah felt like a HUGE relief, we were all exstatic to have achieved what we set out to do but the exhaustion had taken the best out of all of us by this point.

We grabbed some quick pictures draped in the Union Jack flag of Britiain (Jon is English and I am Scottish) and the Omani flag and packed the bike into the back of the truck and headed off in search of much needed sleep. Only a few hours was permitted before the media side had to be completed and soon the story was national news.

Helping someone else to achieve something in life is an amazing feeling! I’m so proud on Jon and the team.

Those 48+ hours on the road were certainly a life experience I will never forget and something that I am extremely grateful for. I can’t wait to see what challenge comes up next!

Heather x

Adventure Time

Desert Camel Crossing

March 2, 2018

Would you attempt to cross the desert on a camel? I love to do the random things in life so you don’t have to….

“When in Rome, do as the Romans do.” Well I’m not in Rome, I’m in the Middle East but the saying still applies. Recently, I did as the Omani’s do and tried out a traditional Bedouin-style experience crossing the desert on camels.

Bedouins date back to ancient times when cars and other transport weren’t available. They travelled on camels and navigated using the stars. Pretty neat, right?

When I explained my latest adventure plan to people they scoffed at the idea of anything longer than a 10-minute tourist camel ride. Determined for a cultural experience, I ignored their judgement and persuaded the ever trusting Sarah & Hayley to come along for the ride, literally, and we headed out of town in search of something new. Three girls heading into the desert, what could possibly go wrong?!

The PowerPuff girls take a Siesta

Requesting a camel that wasn’t likely to throw me off, I let our guide, Abdullah, choose a camel to suit me. He sent me in the direction of handsome young camel called Shaheen, which means Falcon in Arabic. He was around 5 years old and had terrible breath, but that was ok. We were soon to be firm friends.


Setting off along the track the first 2km was hilarious as we laughed and took pictures of each other. Soon after this, it started to hurt. Travelling by camel really isn’t comfortable! Abdullah has grown up on camels all his life and certainly looked comfortable as he tucked his legs under his body and got into the swing of things. Those of us who haven’t grown up on camels were shifting in our seats and adjusting to fit the comfiest position as we headed into the deeper sands and navigated the golden dunes.

I think you get the point of the discomfort, I maybe don’t need to elaborate on that without giving you visuals.

Attempting to make friends with Shaheen

The up was fun, the down was terrifying!

Squeals of both fear and excitement wailed from the riders in their back of the convoy as their camels attempt to gain footing in the sand with a long drop below them.
As the last dune approached our guide, Abdullah, looked back at us with a cheeky grin on his face; he knows this area like the back of his hand so he knows exactly what is next. Then, over the crest of the dune the incredibly steep descent is apparent. This kind of dune is perfect for running down, perhaps not holding onto a camel for dear life… At this point you can imagine my friends are pretty pissed at me for getting them into this adventure.

After just having the cast removed from my broken ankle one week prior to this, my leg is still to weak to jump from a camel if they start to roll down the hill. Petrified to injure myself again, It was time to attempt some broken Arabic to express my fear. I’m not entirely sure if it was correct but by his amusement and laughter he got the point as he gestured for the camels to lie down so we could all dismount. Phew!

Out of 5 people riding on camels, only 1 remained on board for that final descent. Naturally the most confident of the gang, but even for Abdullah he soon dismounted also.

At camp that night everyone was feeling a little tender as we enjoyed a meal round the camp fire swapping tales of wild camels and near death experiences – none of which was exactly true. We all had an amazing time but it made us sound slightly more badass and took our mind off the sore ass.

This was a very cool and great experience but perhaps my last urge to be on a camel for the next few years.

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The Injury | From Spartan to Sofa

December 3, 2017

From oceans to mountains, I love to be outdoors trying new challenges and getting the adrenaline pumping through my veins, usually with a GoPro in my hand and devilish smile on my face.

I’m no stranger to cuts, bumps and scratches. My body is often a patchwork of different bruise colors but I wear these with pride. It’s not a badass adventure without a few near miss stories, right?!

It was inevitable that my stunts would catch up with me at some point. I know, I know. You all warned me and I didn’t listen – Stubborn fool that I am.

It happened on November 24th. My brother and I were taking part in the Spartan Super Race, a 15km long obstacle course full of jumping from 6 foot walls, running steep mountain descents on loose ground, bucket carries so heavy that feel like your biceps might rip, seemingly endless sand crawls under barbed wire, way too many burpees to count and many more crazy obstacles. The most predictable thing about a Spartan Race is the unpredictability and that is exactly the appeal for many.

I’m a pretty active person of moderate fitness, you’ll see by my Instagram page I’m always trying out new adventures and sports and no stranger to a ridiculous challenge. So last week during the race I pounded out the kilometres in the gruelling heat and approached the final stretch of the race, and only 2 obstacles from completion, you would think that you were home and dry, right? Nope..

I took my position at the Hercules Hoist (A massive metal rig where you use your body weight to pull a rope and raise a large, heavy bag to the pinnacle of the rig and slowly release it without letting it fall) like I have done in two previous Spartan Races, the weight felt incredibly heavy and much worse than usual. I gritted my teeth and hoisted the bag to the top of the rig. To bring it back down, assisted by the gravity pulls it back down to earth, you have to control the speed as the rope burns your hands. Usually I wear gloves for these events but on this day I forgot them – Doh!

As the final two meters of rope slipped through my tired hands I tried to control the bag from thumping to the ground, and a possible burpee penalty, as I jumped to my feet to use my body weight as a counter balance. Just as I planted my feet back on the ground this is when the bad luck struck. My left foot lands in a hole in the ground as I struggle to get my balance my ankle rolls over. The audible crunch was a sure give away that something was wrong! Positive thinking and many deep breaths told me it was just a sprain, “get off your ass and keep powering on” I told myself. The finish line was in sight and so were all my friends cheering me from the end.

The signature finale to any Spartan race is the fire jump right before you cross the finish line. Sounds great when your body is working well but imagine jumping fire with a broken ankle.

Thinking of the pain on landing still makes me want to barf a little.

The medical tent passed it off as little more than a sprain and a rope burn, cleaned up the wound and told me to hop on my way.

Fast forward to today and I’m in a hard cast and hopping through the town on crutches. The ugly image of me sobbing my heart out is probably still ingrained in the doctors head. Honestly, I’m cringing at the thought of the river of tears I cried as he tried to reassure me that it’s a relatively easy healing process, just chill out and rest. Of course, I knew all that but I was convinced I was just being dramatic by going for an X-Ray. I wasn’t mentally prepared for the fact that it might actually be broken!

Anyone that knows me, Resting is just something I can’t do.

So what is an adventure addict to do? This is the tricky part – I can’t swim, wakeboard, climb or run for at least 4 more weeks. I feel like a superhero who has lost their powers.
Trips, plans and work are on hold until I can get my powers back to full strength.

Now the focus is on recalculating, not quitting. The challenge is on to see where a cast and crutches can take me..

Watch this space!

Get comfy & check out my November vlog episode full of the adventures I’ve been up to prior to the injury.

Be safe out there!

Heather x

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Bucket List Experience | Searching For Whale Sharks

October 9, 2017

With a ‘Bucket List’ as long as my arm I’m always on the prowl to seek out new adventures and continue to challenge myself to achieve my goals.
It has been a dream on my bucket list for some time now to swim with the oceans gentle giants, the Whale Sharks. Other random experiences on my Bucket List currently include flying in a Hot Air Balloon, learn to scuba dive and visit the infamous Mount Everest.

Living in Oman offers many incredible opportunities – from mountain to ocean, there is an abundance of natural and unspoiled adventure opportunities to jump head first into. Swimming with whale sharks is one of those life changing experiences that is possible here if you put in some effort to make things happen.

Just a few weeks ago, I had embarked on a boat trip specifically in search of these famous creatures as their migration brought them off the coast of Oman. Sadly wild animals aren’t always easy to track and the trip ended without seeing any whale sharks.
Just when I thought my dream might be over for this season, my luck changed!

The call came in that a pod of 30+ whale sharks was spotted close to Muscat and was I free to join – it was a no brainer – lets go! With all systems go, I dropped everything I was doing, threw the GoPro, sun cream and some water in a bag and made the dash to the marina praying that today would be my lucky day.

After 20 minutes of motoring the boat out to sea, from the Al Mouj marina in Muscat, we quickly reached the area where these animals had been spotted. It didn’t take long for the first dorsal fin to breach the surface of the water. To my untrained eye, I wasn’t sure if these were perhaps dolphins… it wouldn’t be the first time the cheeky dolphins have tricked me with their fins!
To my luck, it was indeed the much-lusted-after sight of a whale shark! We cruised along and watched as the number of whale sharks around us grew to at least 10 at one point with many, many more on the horizon. Never getting too close to the boat, these creatures swam near enough offering us just a glimpse.
The dream of swimming with these majestic animals was getting ever closer and it was now time to get in the water quickly – but gently – before we lost our opportunity

Whale sharks are the largest fish in the world. Although their size and feeding habits resemble whales, they are indeed part of the shark family. Perhaps just the slower, more chilled out of the relatives. Even though they are documented to be incredibly gentle, it is still a very peculiar feeling deliberately swimming towards a wild animal of this size… especially a shark.
Watching them glide by so gracefully, somehow I lost my inhibitions of the size and the danger of being in the open ocean with a wild animal. As I swam alongside them, I found myself desperate for the experience to last a little longer

After being in the water for around 20 minutes with these amazing creatures, it was time to give them their space and move on letting them feed in peace – not to mention it is hard to keep up at their pace!

This was an experience that will definitely stay with me for a lifetime!

Now to book that Hot Air Balloon, learn to Scuba Dive and tick off a few more bucket list items. What is on your Bucket List?

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The Beauty Of The Damaniyat Islands

September 24, 2017

September marks the start of the outdoors season here in Oman, well for me anyway. It’s been a long sweaty summer running from air conditioned cars to air conditioned buildings and I am ready to get back outdoors!

This week I took a trip with SeaOman to the amazing Damaniyat Islands. The marine life in these waters is incredible from swimming up close with a loggerhead turtle to our boat being completely surrounded by playful dolphins. One thing is for sure, Oman is never boring!

Instead of describing the crystal clear water and curious marine life I will let you see it for yourself;

Have a great day!

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Climbing Ben Nevis

September 13, 2017

Climbing Ben Nevis, the highest point in the British isles, has been on my bucket list for the past couple of years; this summer I ticked that trip off my list and after a battle against the Scottish weather, I made it to the mountain summit.
Standing at 1,345m (4,411ft), Ben Nevis isn’t considered one of the ‘Big Boys’ on the world scale but it is ranked the highest mountain in the British Isles and an iconic place in Scotland, my home country.
Combining my mountain-climbing ambition with my summer vacation, I managed to line up  the hike to include the company of a fellow adventurer, my brother. The plan was set.

Although our scheduled climb date was in mid July, the middle of a British Summer, you can never guarantee the weather in the UK as it can change in the blink of an eye; therefore, we had to pack several layers of clothing and weather proof items along with our days essentials. With a good nights sleep and a hearty Scottish breakfast in our stomachs, we laced up our walking boots and headed out for the start of the Ben Nevis trail. The ascent and descent can be attempted in one day making it a great, yet ambitious, day trip. The recommended time is 7-9 hours on the mountain to tackle the 17km/10.75mile round trip.
As we set off from the car park and headed across the first footbridge crossing the River Nevis I could already feel the chill of the wind on my skin. After 5 years living in the Middle East my body isn’t acclimatised to the UK anymore. The initial trail took us along some farm tracks and up the hillside overlooking the stunning Glen Nevis. With miles of rolling green hills, there is no denying that Scotland is an incredibly beautiful place.

Rising up higher above the Glen the crowds and wooded areas begin to thin out as the day-trip-picnic crowd separates away from the climbers with their focus set on reaching the mountain summit. With the tree line far below us we gain elevation quickly climbing the rough steps built into the mountain side – my quads are burning like fire but with my super fit brother leading the pack there is no time for rest. Our trail takes us past a large mountain lake in the hillside, made entirely of rain water running from the high slopes. The rain clouds are heavy  and threatening as we switch to our waterproof gear. As we reached the half way mark the moorland and areas of grazing sheep begins to disperse to make way for the loose rock and gravel slopes leading us up high into the clouds.

Pressing ahead climbing higher we begin passing fellow climbers wrapped in cold weather clothes and already on their descent – some warn us of the weather ahead and some simply encourage us ahead to keep our morale up – which was hugely appreciated at the time as my base layers which were wet with sweat had started to chill my core.
Entering the clouds is a disorientating experience as we walk all we see around us is a white sheet, it’s hard to tell how long we have been walking for and how long there is left to go. I pull my frozen digits back up inside my sleeves and laugh a little to myself that this is the summer season in Scotland. As the fog engulfs us the visibility is down to less than 10 meters, determined to make it to the summit we press on and sing songs to keep our minds focused on something other than the eerie mountain fog and the effort of walking directly into the forceful mountain wind.

Just at the point where my mind was starting to think that this was a crazy idea we literally stumble upon the summit of Ben Nevis like a mirage. We hadn’t seen anything ahead of us other than each other and a white fogged horizon for the past 45 minutes so we were completely unaware that we had successfully reached the pinnacle.
As we attempt to take our ‘summit selfie’, a must of course, I try my best to anchor my legs to stabilize myself against the incredibly powerful wind – especially because the visibility is so poor that I can’t see where the edges are! With the windchill at minus 6 degrees our time on the mountain summit was brief but still an incredible feeling especially that we made it in an impressive time of just 3 hours.

As we begin our descent we pass the encouragement on to other climbers on their way up to attempt the mountain summit in the unfavourable weather. Even though the weather wasn’t ideal and I didn’t manage to catch a glimpse of the scenic views from the top my adventure was still worth every minute. As for the weather, it is inevitable, it is Scotland after all.
With Ben Nevis ticked off the bucket list it’s time to start on some bigger, crazier plans!

Adventure Time, Expat Life, Family Life

Duncan Family Adventure – Anantara at Jabal Akhdar

March 31, 2017

‘Like ships that pass in the night’, this is exactly what me and my husband are like. We both have extremely busy schedules that rarely line up so recently we booked a family get away in the hope of spending some quality time together.

But where to go? Well, I have literally been bugging him for 4 years to come with me to Jabal Akhdar mountain, there is something about the mountains that just soothes my soul. However for him all he sees is just a pile of rocks but my persistence paid off, it may have helped when I mentioned that we didn’t have to camp and informed him that there was infact a swanky hotel on the mountain with a kids club. And that was it, he was sold.

We headed to the Anantara resort on Jabal Akhdar mountain, the highest 5 star resort in the Middle East. Come on, don’t judge me. If I’ve waited 4 whole years to go stay on the mountain with him we have to do it in style.

We arranged a villa with a private swimming pool to please the young man in our lives. Before the bags were set down he was already hunting for his swim shorts and ready to dive in.

After the fun of swimming I left the boys napping together as I headed off in search of what sets my soul on fire – adventures! An afternoon abseiling, climbing along the via ferrata and rock climbing were exactly what I need in my life – I can confirm that adrenaline was pumping as dangled my body from sheer rock faces and attempted to keep my footing as I peered over the ledge of the steep canyon.

Rushing back to the villa to share my adventure stories with the boys the place was still in silence apart from the odd snore and fidget, they were still sound asleep and everyone was enjoying their afternoon in their own way. Maximising the time on my own I wrote a quick note and headed off in search of the hotel spa. Adventures AND massage – If only days like this could happen every day!

With plenty of activities to chose from at the resort we decided upon a guided walk of the local villages for the second morning. Making our way along the falaj irrigation pathways and through the narrow village streets we learnt more about the local area, cultures and the famous Jabal Akhdar roses.

With spectacular mountain views, adrenaline pumping adventures and a kids club to keep the little one entertained this is by far my favourite hotel. And as the summer heat returns to scorch Muscat this shall be my perfect retreat as I head to the mountains in search of cooler climates. For once, I am actually looking forward to the summer.

Take a look at our family video from the mountain trip at Anantara;

Have a great day,

Heather x

Adventure Time, Expat Life

Kayak Mission to Al Fahal Island

March 31, 2017

Staring out to see from Muscat city I had often daydreamed about reaching the large chunk of rock known as ‘Shark Island’
I just never imagined that I would get there one day under my own paddle power.

Kayak hire was arranged and I rallied a couple of friends together for the adventure… only problem I mistakingly told them it was an easy 2km paddle each way. It wasn’t until we were on the beach ready to begin that we found out it is actually 4.5km each way – oops.

Hopping into our Kayaks packed with water and snacks we left the shore and headed into open water in search of Al Fahal island.

The large island is massive chunk of rock protruding from the water. Reaching the island in the decent time of around 1 hour and 15 minutes we were in need of a quick rest and refuel.

The island is a nature reserve that requires permits to access so instead of climbing on the actual island we were able to rest in the shallow water and devour our much needed snacks before exploring the shallows looking for weird and wonderful creatures of the sea.

The marine life was beautiful and colourful, as always in Oman, with several scuba divers in the area searching the world below. The thought of the potential sharks in the area scared me a little so I was content to stay close to the shallower areas or the brief safety of my kayak for the most part.

Watch the full adventure video here;

Have a great day,

Heather x

PS – Kayak rental from Wave Summit 97471484

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Road Tripping in the GMC Acadia

February 26, 2017

Adverts aren’t usually featured on my blog but when someone wants to trust me with an expensive car for a full weekend I’ll make an exception. Driving out of the showroom with the new 2017 GMC Acadia this felt like a definite blogger perk.

Thankfully this company came with no stipulation for advertising, just a simple case of “here are the keys, go have some fun” and that is exactly what I did.

What do you do when you have a free car for the weekend? You go on a road trip, of course!

The car was packed up with friends, food and Spencer joined us for the fun as we headed off down the coast in search of our next adventure.

This model is marketed as “All Terrain” which sounds like a good challenge to me. With 4 wheel drive engaged and we really did put the car to the test. Up and down steep rock hills, across the sandy beach and through narrow wadi passages it went with ease.

This car was a lot of fun to drive. With the exterior looks of a family car is deceiving and it certainly handled every situation we put it through.

It was all too much excitement for Spencer as he fell asleep on the way home.

With handy features, great handling on and off road, plenty of speed and lots of room for the family, The Acadia would definitely be a car I would consider purchasing in the future when it’s time to say goodbye to my cursed Audi, but the story of the Audi is one for another day.

Thanks GMC for the excuse for a much needed road trip.

Heather x