Hearts pounding steadily. Awed by the encircling bulk. Muscles exulting, working comfortably close to capacity. Sweat cooling the miracle that is the body. In the quiet midst of exertion the mind meditates on the miracle of life.
Ascending slowly, surely, reaching with feet and hands deeper into the corrie. Into the corrie that is the breach in the armour of the mountain.
The sky opens. The ridge reached. Narrow, plunging away immediately into the next valley.
Lochans, streams, sparkle and shimmer away to the north. Past, around and under other shadowed hills.
To the west our spirits follow the ridge, rising sharply to the penultimate peak. Beyond higher still, the power of the greatest peak imposes it's presence on the entire mountain and it's fragile visitors.
Drawn upwards. The final defence. Rocks, cold and icy even on this so benign winters day.
Standing in space. Sun low in the southwest. Sea, diamond flashing to the west. The whiteness of Beinn Eighe eternal to the east.
Joy. higher than the mountain in the completeness of our triumph.
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