soul-less

drove up to fort william so that we could climb ben nevis (the highest peak in the uk).

we begun our ascent and things were going ok until we reached the snow level, it was at this point as i scooped the snow out of my mouth, that i realised that my choice of footwear was far from suitable. it didnt even cross my mind that i should check what type of soul my boots had, i wish i had as the slick soul, lacking any grip what-so-ever hindered my progress. i battled on and after a brief change of footwear with vin ( it was at this point he understood how hard i had made it for myslef) we edged towards the top. we never made it to the summit but the views were still spectacular and we had great fun bounding through the snow and tearing down the mountain headed for basecamp.

went into fort william at night and had great seafood and good fun playing pool with a random local and plugging the fabulously well stocked jukebox of an old-man bar that has seen better days.

thankfully camping wasnt nearly so bad and i was getting used to this outdoor life.