Stalking Diary
Jan 12, 2022
2 minutes
I sit in a Land Rover as I write this, awaiting the crackle of the radio, occasionally glancing up at the impenetrable wall of white beyond the dash. It was supposed to be nice, but I’m working near Drumochter and the forecast doesn’t account for the vengeful grey clouds that seem to live here.
Rain and fog aside, I’m really going to miss this place. Next
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