Rumbling Bridge Station

Explorer Tom Fire Hill in Clackmannanshire is named after a hero nobody remembers who saved it from a very dramatic, probably imaginary, inferno. It’s just a 21st-century spot that seems to be bracing itself for another blaze that never quite materialises. The whole place has that 'waiting for the other shoe to drop' energy that keeps you on your toes. Go now, before it gets

Explorer Tom Pool of Muckhart has ditches, pits, and a hearth, all with no dates attached because nobody could be bothered to check. Its least favourite visitor is definitely anyone who brings a metal detector without asking permission first. The whole spot feels like it’s holding its breath waiting for an answer. A proper spot for a flask of tea and a big think.

Explorer Tom Two families fought over who owned the view from Fir Knowe, and neither of them was particularly nice about it. The trees just shrug and keep growing, ignoring the whole messy human drama below. Ideal place to rehearse an excuse for being late.

Explorer Tom Japanese Garden at Cowden in Clackmannanshire would complain to the council about people stepping on the moss like it owes them money. It tries to maintain an air of serene enlightenment while dealing with a very unruly squirrel population. Pop by and tell it it's looking well.

Explorer Tom Law Hill was once ruled by a goat who wore a tiny crown made of pinecones. The goat issued decrees about grazing rights and nap times, which everyone respected deeply until the winter came. It’s a story I’m definitely making up right now. Visit, then text me what you think. I'll pretend to read it.