......which I believe was an Irvine Butterfield quotation, and I have always concurred. Until yesterday. I met Sean and his dog for a walk up Beinn Chabhair, which I haven't done for a good 12-15 years. I did remember that it was boggy, knolly and somewhat a slog, but the softening effect of years and 'ach, it can't have been that bad' kicked in.
But it was. It was a real bog-trot, followed by a ridge of knolls and false summits, just what you want in heavy rain all day. They tell me it's character building apparently, but my character is sufficiently built thank you very much! ;) We got down sopping wet and Sean had some nasty cramp to boot, so it wasn't a walk-over as it were.
......but then I see the pics - A beautiful waterfall, lovely autumn colours, swans on a wild lochan. OK, I can forgive the rain, tedious bog and ugly new hydro track. Pass the rose-tinted specs...... :)
But it was. It was a real bog-trot, followed by a ridge of knolls and false summits, just what you want in heavy rain all day. They tell me it's character building apparently, but my character is sufficiently built thank you very much! ;) We got down sopping wet and Sean had some nasty cramp to boot, so it wasn't a walk-over as it were.
......but then I see the pics - A beautiful waterfall, lovely autumn colours, swans on a wild lochan. OK, I can forgive the rain, tedious bog and ugly new hydro track. Pass the rose-tinted specs...... :)