Walking in Glen Affric: lifestyle & aging (second post)
Well here I am, eight or so miles up Glen Affric, lying in a little one man tent in the rain. I'm 59 today. I woke at 2.30am wanting a pee and murmured a quiet "Happy birthday" to myself before choosing a moment between showers to stumble out to relieve myself. I could see a few stars through the clouds. Since then it's been raining pretty much every time I've woken. ...