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BleckCra 2017-10-10 22:50:45 |
Arderins in metres. Adrenalin in litres.
Last year I became a paying member of MI. After an entire mountain career, other than a brief run out with the Galloway Hills Rescue, of avoiding everything important and self-important about the hills, I joined.I thought I should. Not because I thought I was missing anything but because if I am to become one of the oul boys and be taken seriously - spare us - I should be able to quote Mountain Log at will. I coughed up for this year and got confirmation and a copy of Mountain Log Autumn 2017. This copy, as with others I can now freely quote at length, I find workable, informative and useful. And excitement? Boy is it light on excitement. Pics - here am I eating my dinner - here am I standing on a hill - here am I getting a certificate. Copy - here am I talking about erosion - here am I not talking about erosion. I exaggerate of course, but to make the point ...... I am not seeking to return to the kind of womb from which my own hillwalking career was untimely ripped. A rake of nutfks hitting the mountain like blizzard hail, teeth and claws. Desperate. Driven. Beer and more beer at one of the Clachaigs or Kings thingy pubs ... and a 3 hour return journey condensed into 1. Still .... To any MI movers and shakers glued to this website..... Mountain Log. A merciless, exhausting worthiness pervades it; clings to it like clay mud. Everything good and none of it exciting. G Sheehy or however he titles himself on this site - his challenge enterprise seems to me to be fixing that thing that has been broken for too long. The sense of sheer unmanageable excitement. Will I apply to join them? TBD. The fuel octane is way down nowadays. But if asked, they can have my last shirt, my last Rolex Oyster watch, all my Faberge and Tiffany jewellery. Hyperbole. What excitement is made of. The time we did 14 Munros in a day. An excerpt from "Can't believe it's not Better" movie, Lucy. Already I hear the scratch of quill on parchment and boney fingers bent on trying to out-letter and out-number me. "One plus one equals two". That's all we've learned, but one plus one has never equaled two - there are in fact no numbers and no letters. We've codified our existence to bring it down to human size, to make it comprehensible. We've created a scale so we can forget its unfathomable scale." .... and to the detractors and begrudgers ... Tomorrow you might be dust. We, yes we, shall always be stardust. |
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