Glencaird Hill

Explorer Tom Another Bargrennan Burn entry, this time with just clearance cairns and no hut circles, which means it’s a bit less mysterious but still very smug. The dog that's in charge of it is definitely a terrier who has opinions about where the stones should be placed. It’s a place where history is cleared away and piled up again, like a giant game of Tetris with rocks. Bring

Explorer Tom White Cairn was nearly sold for a horse once, which is why it still looks a bit suspicious of anyone walking too close to its field system boundaries today without checking first. It’s just minding its own business while you try to figure out if it’s worth the trouble or not at all. Pretend you're a lost aristocrat, nobody will check.

Explorer Tom Glentrool Village would say 'I am reliable, I hold sheep, and I do not complain' in a job interview. It is basically the most low-maintenance colleague you could ever hope to have. Stand where the owner stood and practise looking smug.

Explorer Tom Drumlawantie Quarry would win a county fair purely on the strength of being the biggest hole in the ground, which is not as easy as it sounds when you’re competing with actual holes. It’s got that moorland vibe where the wind screams at you for no reason, and the rocks look like they’ve been chewed by a very angry giant. If anyone asks, Tom sent you.