Yesterday I wrote about climbing three of the Mamores here in the Highlands. For the last couple of years in the Spring (before the midges) I've gone camping and walking in the Scottish hills - last year in Glen Affric and the year before...
24th April 2010
23rd April 2010
I'm woken by a particularly loud owl hoot close by. "HOOO. HER-HOOO". And again. And again. Becoming more distant. I lie listening to the dawn chorus. There are voices in it that we don't get at home. It's a bit after five in the morning and I feel I've slept well. Content. Lovely down sleeping bag and a sleeping mat. Gosh camping can be a lot more easy than when...
22nd April 2010
I woke a bit earlier than usual this morning. Anxiety. Some "foreboding" in my gut. Later today I plan to drive the three hours or so up to Fort William, then down Glen Nevis to a campsite. Tomorrow I aim to go walking in the Mamores. Anxiety can be a friend. Emotion highlights what's important for us - like...