Scotland Wilderness Walk 1999 Every year friends of mine organise a 'wilderness walk' in some remote, usually wet and always hilly area of the world. I've only been once because it's far too much like hard work for me, but here are my photos from that time. (copyright notice)

The First Few Days

This was all very long ago, or at least it seems to now and I remember little of the details. Basically for the first few days it rained, or was misty, or otherwise inclement, and was probably the most miserable walking I have done.

Setting of from the pub. In the rain.Waliking. In the mist.Sheltering from the rain. In the mist.Dancing. In the mist.Ewen tests his new rubber underwear.

Bring Me Sunshine

After the first few days it did begin to brighten up. The juxtaposition of this against the previous few days was amazing. The pictures below show us walking up through the last of the rain to the top of a mountain. Getting to the top we could see over the the Hebrides, which were bathed in the sun that would bathe us too for the rest of the walk.

Finding out where we are now the mist has gone.A view worth waiting for.Good weather ahead.LOOK! I can see the pub from here.Making an entry in the log log.Waiting to make an entry in the log log."I am supposed to eat this?"..and I'm not moving until you put that bloody camera away.The first men on the moon. As we came to the top of this one hill, we discovered this amazing landscape. OK when it was flat......but a bit of a nightmare to climb down.

Wilderness?

OK, so we might have gone to the pub a couple of times...

Say 'Cheese'. We rolled out of the pub a few pints later and decided to camp on the hill behind the pub......and well, if you're near the pub you may as well enjoy a tipple...No, this still look inedible, even if it is dark.Day walking. Near Glencoe?Escapees from the asylum. Red Squirrel.Tall, dark and strange.There's definitely a pub round here somewhere."No, no, it's just down here."

DUCKS IN TROUBLE!

Some ducklings who were certainly in trouble.