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An Easier Hiking Day

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This is where we thought we might have seen an orca!

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Dorky / cool (or just dorky / dorky)

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Hiding from the midges

Posted by chschen 05:09 Archived in Scotland Comments (0)

In Search of Lost Sunglasses

During the end of our long hike yesterday (some time after dark), a certain someone lost his sunglasses, so we spent the day retracing our steps and looking in brush and down cliff sides. Alas, no luck. At least it was a pretty hike.

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For a while I was obsessed with jumping pictures. I have no idea why, considering how ridiculous I usually look in them.

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It looks so different in the day time.

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But this scene was pretty gorgeous by moonlight as well.

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Is it a green to rival Ireland's? Don't know. Will have to go to Ireland.

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Whew, a bit tired after all that climbing.

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Chris and the sheep and the sea

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No sunglasses. Let's just go back home.

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Ack, midges!

Posted by chschen 05:55 Archived in Scotland Comments (0)

Trotternish Peninsula

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And so we embark on a 30+ km in the middle of the day. Idiots.

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Old Man Storr is somewhere around here

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Beeeeautiful green

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Or is this Old Man Storr?

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Whatever, it's all pretty

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This was probably the most beautiful hike we went on in Scotland, and I'm so disappointed my pictures don't live up to it

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But I'm still going to bombard you with them

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We had 8 freakin big hills to ascend and descend. You can see some of them in the background.

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What an amazing texture

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Hmm, the sun is beginning to set, and we still have a ton of hills to climb. :(

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Those sheer dropoffs look harmless here, but they're pretty frightening to stand above

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The sea, the sea

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Yup, we went up and down that

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Yup, we're going up and down those

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They don't look so bad from this angle, but when you're climbing them, your thighs know

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We've come so far

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Do sheep who have good views make better wool?

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Uh oh, he's worried we won't make it

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But I'm still going to linger and take pictures

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Because it's all so lovely

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Staying to the non-soggy cliff edges

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It's dusk

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And that's the moon. We will continue our hike in the dark and arrive back at the campsite around one a.m.

Posted by chschen 05:00 Archived in Scotland Comments (0)

Three Dutchmen

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How many versions of this photo have I taken already? But it gets me every time.

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We have to scrabble up those rocks in a little bit

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We made it!

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The Red Cuilin Mountains behind

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Why are rocks so beautiful?

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Let's contemplate that question

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Whoo, that's some view

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But this is probably my favorite picture of the day

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I wish I had a panorama stitching photo app when I took these pictures

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The jagged top of the world

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It's a little dizzying looking down there

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That's where we came from! (I think)

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Another range, another day

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Our beautiful campsite

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Well, I don't want to write, being sleepy, but if I don't Chris will ridicule me, and I suppose he'd be right to do so.

Three Dutchmen kept me up all last night with their noisy motorcycle entrance and burping and laughter and erratic conversation, just the kind to allow you to fall off into a doze before erupting and sending you into a startled wakefulness. I longed to act the Robby and ask them, Can you please shut the fuck up? But I'm not Scottish, or Robby, so I seethed quietly in my tent and screwed my earplugs in tighter. When I woke in the morning I was surprised to find three youngish guys rather than the be-paunched middle-aged men their gruff, slow laughter suggested. Even now, closed away, they become old again, three friends form uni days reliving the glorious, wife-free past. How can such young people guffaw like that?

Maybe all the European sophistication would fall away if I could understand them in their native languages. The Dutchmen speaking English are all politeness and good cheer, never the type you'd expect to burp so obnoxiously all through the evening and night, as though a campsite at midnight shared by fifty people were no more than their friends' living room. But now I'm sounding like a stick in the mud. Let them have their fun, Chris would tell me, but then he slept soundly through it all.

Posted by chschen 05:00 Archived in Scotland Comments (0)

Good Weather

The sun appeared again today, and I felt a little less as though I had been exiled in forgotten lands. Warmth returned; it's July once more.

In character, the United Kingdom reminds me much of America. The people here seem more sincere, more uncouth than their sophisticated continental European counterparts. The image of a pudgy, pasty middle-aged woman leading a lonely, melancholy life as a grocery store attendant seems possible here as well. You can picture her in a Morrison's car park on a grey day--her plastic grocery bag splits open as she lifts it into her boot, Rice-a-roni everywhere. A teenage punk walks by and kicks a box across the asphalt, laughing derisively. You get the sense in these two countries that many people have gotten left behind, and the shiny powers that be don't give a damn because here is where capitalism was invented and there where it was perfected.

Still, the scene was imagined. Mostly everyone has been chatty; calls of "cheers" and "hiya" abound. By the same token, feathers seem to ruffle easily. Small, seemingly innocent offenses provoke such bitter rebukes your ears burn for shame. A place of warmth and heat. The feeling of standing on unsteady ground. Well, that's Scotland. In England I suspect it may be different.

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Same hike as yesterday, but with sun!

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You need rain to make a cascading creek like this one

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The Cuilin mountains in the distance

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The sun feels good

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Okay, so the clothing got a bit strange on this hike

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Wild and scenic

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And I shall smite thee with my staff!

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We were almost all alone on this hike

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Chris, my eternal model

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There is something so happy-looking about that water

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Posted by chschen 06:46 Archived in Scotland Comments (0)

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