
31/08/2025
Impermanence 🌦️
Sometimes routes for a wild camping trips come easy, especially when the weather is kind. This weekend was not one of those times. I spent some hours looking at forecasts, maps and people’s expectations for the weekend. Trying to plot a route that would meet them AND be possible with a wet, windy and wild forecast.
It wasn’t going to be a camp up high and enjoy a summit sunset kind of a weekend but that’s not the only way to enjoy challenging journeys in the hills. What unfolded was a great three days walking into the wilds of the west highlands, timing the tops with the best of the weather and sleeping low to seek welcome shelter in the glens.
It wasn’t easy but it was balanced. The troubles passing through as quick as the wind. Steep climbs, soggy feet, rough ground, midge clouds, heavy packs, torrential rain, blow you over wind and on the flip side breath taking views, perspective, camaraderie, laughter, cosy sleeping bags, warm tea, fresh socks, rich colours of the landscape, achievement, satisfaction.
Walking out today, along the Abhainn Rath its banks almost bursting with the nights rain, David Whytes words were on repeat in my brain:
‘I’d love to live as a river flows,
Carried along by the surprise of its own u folding’
It’s a hard line to tread, just the right amount of challenge. But when you find it nature really is the greatest teacher.