I ended my previous post about last month’s visit to Scotland on a bit of a cliffhanger.
Well, OK. Maybe not a cliffhanger; more of a hill-slider.
While descending the slope to Kinlochleven with a heavy pack on my shoulders, my left knee bent backwards, causing it to lock. I was able to descend the rest of the way on my own, but my pace would have embarrassed a creeping vine.
This was a problem, because we had big plans for the following week.
A full traverse of the Cuillin ridge involves an ove...
Published on October 21, 2020 08:32