LOL you sound a bit like me... age doesn't come itself, as people keep telling me.I can manage to stumble a very slow mile or so, as long as i carry enough painkillers.
Hopefully things open up enough that i can get to 'the crag' that a pair of golden eagles nest on every year.
Me too in the 1950s. Spring at the top of Glen Doll was where hepatic female Cuckoos were not uncommon!The Angus Glens were my local stomping ground when i was more able and a regular hill walker. Lots of happy memories.
It would be good to see reports from that area.