Walking in the Highlands is a funny business.
Land that seems dry can turn out to be saturated; mountains that appear inaccessible can be easily conquered: the tame can be wild, and the wild, tame.
If little reliance can be placed on the landscape, then the weather is an even stranger, many-faced beast; scorching the ground one moment, but shape-shifting as clouds rise and fall, come and go, swallowing mountains and bathing all-comers in any number of atmospheric delights.
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