A short but interesting blog. We all experienced a "call of the wild" on our trip to Glencoe.
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The Glencoe valley mountains.
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Water nymphs |
We drove along the road and parked in a suitable spot. The sun was out, it was really hot and the scenery looked stunning. We weren't really sure where we were so Steve shot off up the mountain to do a reccy. He was gone about half an hour so we tried ringing him but no signal and we were beginning to worry that he may have fallen and broken his ankle or something!. So Josh volunteered to look for him and also disappeared up over the top of the mountain. He came down after about quarter of an hour wet up to his knees as he had fallen into a bog. Steve then appeared around the corner having found another car park which we proceeded to. So that was their "call of the wild."
Steve and Deidre then decided to do a hike up the mountain to try and find the lost valley so Josh and I walked over the road and found a lovely little waterfall. To me that was my "call of the wild" so when Deidre and Steve returned from their hike, having not found the lost valley, we decided to have a dip in the waterfall. It had to be a "skinny dip" so off came our clothes and we jumped into the pool at the bottom of the waterfall. It was like a plunge pool, not very big, but big enough to float in and cool off. The water was lovely, fresh and clear and really not that cold.
So Josh and Steve were mountain goats (anyone who knows them will understand they couldn't be more unlike mountain goats if they tried) and Deidre and I were water nymphs (no comment on that from me anyway!!)
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