A day trip to the summit of a 1046 m (3432 ft) peak in the Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park.
The University of Dundee has a mountaineering club that organizes hikes around Scotland. I joined it last year but didn't attend their trips yet, as I broke my knee last spring. It hasn't been too long since I had to learn how to walk again, so I didn't want to overdo it. However, it felt pretty decent recently, so I decided to join the club for their first trip of 2017 last Sunday. Together with nine other members, we hit the road.
We started at a gravel road, but shortly left to the wilderness.
"Up" meant to gain around 750m (2460ft) of elevation in roughly 2km (1.2mi) distance.
Somewhere halfway up the ridge, we entered a cloud. Distant visibility has gone straight away, but the steep incline continued.
After this section, we finally reached a levelled path. Just kidding, there was more climbing.
But once we got up on the ridge, the terrain got a bit more user-friendly, indeed.
From this point, it was only a matter of minutes, and we stood at the summit, where we were welcomed by a thrilling, 360-degree view on a thick greyness.
After this achievement and snack/chat time, we went back down. It went.. well, faster.
Patches of snow worked well as nice slides and propelled the downhill progress. They also eventually served us as a training ground of ice axes handling.
With the decreasing elevation, the snow layers thinned, and the soil quickly changed from the solid frozen state into wet bogs.
The lack of snow also caused that there was nothing to slide on. The thing is, besides being fast and fun, those slides were also an effortless way down. With this easement gone, my knee was close to declaring my happiness as a historical event. Thankfully, just that time, we exited the cloud, which opened atmospheric horizons to look at.
Nevermind the knee; suddenly, everything was well in my world again.
Here we started the countdown of the last mile (or-so) to the bus, and that was it.