Crossing Smirisary hill I’m soaked through, have a pounding headache and it’s getting dark, it’s also much steeper than I expected and I slip alarmingly a couple of times due to fatigue. I collapse exhausted on a tussock staring dead eyed at the rain streaking horizontally in the head torch beam. I need to get into some shelter urgently and decide to camp here for safety even though it’s a very poor site. It’s a struggle to put up the tent as it’s whipped out of my hand by the wind and the loose boggy ground doesn’t hold the pegs so I need to tie the guy lines to heather. I scoop water from a shallow bog to cook dinner and to rehydrate which is probably why I have a headache, it can be hard to remember to drink enough in the winter. When I’ve sorted myself out I listen to music to forget where I am and awake having had a surprisingly rejuvinating night.

Survivors of the beech trees known as the Seven Men of Moidart, in commemoration of Jacobite folklore, Loch Moidart, Lochaber, Highland, Scotland.
Date of walk: 7/1/19

Smirisary Hill in a rain storm having being unable to find flat ground for the tent for the previous couple of hours. I also kept getting boxed in by deer fences. I ended up descending to this valley to get out of the worst of the wind, using the fence as a ladder in parts as it was so sleep.
I’m sure no-one else has walked the coastline as literally as you are doing, right on the shore at times! Makes me appreciate my bed!
Makes me appreciate mine too! I’ll take whichever is the easiest path and here the shore is so steep and overgrown the shore itself was easiest
And central heating!
Hard work in winter for sure
it is but there’s always a great sense of achievement getting you and seizing the light when the days are so short