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today i almost died/a thread about the scottish highlands

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I haven't done anything dangerous and stupid for a while so I'm milking this one for what it's worth.

 

I've been in scotland the past four days. I flew into london with my wife and one-year-old, took an absurdly expensive transfer from Heathrow to Luton, and caught a flight to Glasgow, picked up the rental car, immediately switched it out for a larger one because squeezing mounds of baby stuff into a Fiat 500 just doesn't work, and drove to Glencoe, a stunning valley in the western highlands that's renowned as one of the country's most beautiful spots. I rented a holiday cabin in Ballachulish Village, perched over serene Loch Leven, and we've been here ever since, exploring and driving and having fun.

 

 

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Then today I did something dumb. I set off early in the morning on a quest to find the Lost Valley, nestled between the imposing mountains of Gearr Aonach and Beinn Fhada, my goal from the outset to climb high enough to make a snowball. After a few hours of strenuous trekking I dropped down into the Lost Valley (probably lost because no one cared to remember it because of all the billions of freaking bloodsucking midges that live there) and ascended for another hour to a spot about 300m below the pass between the two peaks. It was covered in snow (spring runoff is still underway) and I didn't have poles or picks so I plotted a route that circumnavigated the snow via a massive column of rocks and narrow fissures that would lead me to the top.

Everything was loose and covered in slippery moss and at about a steadily-inclining angle upwards (up to about 75 degrees) for hundreds of feet. I slipped countless times, clinging white-knuckled to small plants and crumbling crags on a near-verticle wall, face planted carelessly in spiny rocks and spider holes to keep my center of gravity forward, a sure death below my bicycling feet. I knew death was imminent but somehow I felt safer climbing up than trying to pick my way down, so up I went, higher into the fog, hoping I'd reach the pass and meander back down on the other side.

 

 

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^ i climbed up the middle stretch of that along the side of the ice flow to a niche in the very top left. it's much bigger than it looks

 

Then I got stuck in a fissure the width of my hind end, perched on a six-inch flat spot like a single stair on a staircase a mile high, and I saw the way ahead was blocked by a massive wall of stone that could not be navigated. I felt real fear of death for the first time since I did the same damn thing in Australia five years ago, and as the ground beneath me shifted, sending stones caroming down the crevice into free-falls to the ice flows far below, I whipped out the rest of my turkey sandwich and decided if I was going to die I was going to die full. The sandwich tasted thick and dry and sour - I think that was the fear. I saved the last bite for when I got to the bottom as extra motivation and a mental edge, and then I threw caution to the wind and shimmed, feet first, sliding on my ass like a six-year-old, down the crevice, hyper-concentrated, every move the paper-thin difference between dying on the rocks below and getting out alive, navigating vertical drops and collapsing outcroppings that crashed around me. And, finally, a nerve-racking, sweat-drenched hour later, I touched solid ground, covered in mud and stones and water and blood and ice chips, and I very cheerfully ate the rest of that sandwich.

In retrospect I wouldn't do it again, but the view from up there was one of the most magnificent sights I've ever laid eyes on, a scale so immense that the picture I snapped doesn't remotely do it justice.

 

 

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Oh and I got that snowball.

 

 

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a few random pics from scotland:

 

green hills everywhere:

 

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cargo trolley over a river in the valley

 

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…which i felt compelled to cross without the car

 

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loch ness:

 

 

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insane highland roads:

 

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how my kid gets down

 

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a walk through the forest:

 

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I haven't done anything dangerous and stupid for a while so I'm milking this one for what it's worth.

 

I've been in scotland the past four days. I flew into london with my wife and one-year-old, took an absurdly expensive transfer from Heathrow to Luton, and caught a flight to Glasgow, picked up the rental car, immediately switched it out for a larger one because squeezing mounds of baby stuff into a Fiat 500 just doesn't work, and drove to Glencoe, a stunning valley in the western highlands that's renowned as one of the country's most beautiful spots. I rented a holiday cabin in Ballachulish Village, perched over serene Loch Leven, and we've been here ever since, exploring and driving and having fun.

 

 

10458895_10101217545705691_8857091132993

 

Then today I did something dumb. I set off early in the morning on a quest to find the Lost Valley, nestled between the imposing mountains of Gearr Aonach and Beinn Fhada, my goal from the outset to climb high enough to make a snowball. After a few hours of strenuous trekking I dropped down into the Lost Valley (probably lost because no one cared to remember it because of all the billions of freaking bloodsucking midges that live there) and ascended for another hour to a spot about 300m below the pass between the two peaks. It was covered in snow (spring runoff is still underway) and I didn't have poles or picks so I plotted a route that circumnavigated the snow via a massive column of rocks and narrow fissures that would lead me to the top.

Everything was loose and covered in slippery moss and at about a steadily-inclining angle upwards (up to about 75 degrees) for hundreds of feet. I slipped countless times, clinging white-knuckled to small plants and crumbling crags on a near-verticle wall, face planted carelessly in spiny rocks and spider holes to keep my center of gravity forward, a sure death below my bicycling feet. I knew death was imminent but somehow I felt safer climbing up than trying to pick my way down, so up I went, higher into the fog, hoping I'd reach the pass and meander back down on the other side.

 

 

10450044_10101219209366701_8720788240661

 

^ i climbed up the middle stretch of that along the side of the ice flow to a niche in the very top left. it's much bigger than it looks

 

Then I got stuck in a fissure the width of my hind end, perched on a six-inch flat spot like a single stair on a staircase a mile high, and I saw the way ahead was blocked by a massive wall of stone that could not be navigated. I felt real fear of death for the first time since I did the same damn thing in Australia five years ago, and as the ground beneath me shifted, sending stones caroming down the crevice into free-falls to the ice flows far below, I whipped out the rest of my turkey sandwich and decided if I was going to die I was going to die full. The sandwich tasted thick and dry and sour - I think that was the fear. I saved the last bite for when I got to the bottom as extra motivation and a mental edge, and then I threw caution to the wind and shimmed, feet first, sliding on my ass like a six-year-old, down the crevice, hyper-concentrated, every move the paper-thin difference between dying on the rocks below and getting out alive, navigating vertical drops and collapsing outcroppings that crashed around me. And, finally, a nerve-racking, sweat-drenched hour later, I touched solid ground, covered in mud and stones and water and blood and ice chips, and I very cheerfully ate the rest of that sandwich.

In retrospect I wouldn't do it again, but the view from up there was one of the most magnificent sights I've ever laid eyes on, a scale so immense that the picture I snapped doesn't remotely do it justice.

 

 

1499027_10101219171133321_15807604136605

 

 

Oh and I got that snowball.

 

 

DSC06396_zps5cf678b0.jpg

 

You took a one-year-old on an international flight?

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