27 Jul 2025
hill-log
munro
blog
I often find myself wondering why I climb hills, why I’m not prepared to enjoy normal holidays which involve pottering around pretty towns, lying on the beach, or visiting theme parks.
I think my experiences of almost two weeks far north of the Great Glen, in the hills vaguely close to Ullapool, helped to answer that question for me: it’s clearly a feeling of achievement, of going somewhere only a tiny fraction of the population will ever go.
Why I insist on having this feeling of achievement while also walking through the driving rain, however, is still an open question.
But in the hours I spent in Fisherfield, alleged to be Scotland’s only real wilderness, I asked myself this question many, many times.
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Beinn a' Chlaidheimh
913 m
Corbett
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Sgurr Ban
989 m
Munro
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Mullach Coire Mhic Fhearchair
1015 m
Munro
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Beinn Tarsuinn
933 m
Munro
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A' Mhaighdean
967 m
Munro
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Ruadh Stac Mor
918 m
Munro