Waterfall on the climb of Ben Nevis-southern approach. Pure and simple.
Commentary.
Tired limbs.
Dry mouth.
Steady, relentless slog up the southern slopes of “the Ben.”
Only two kilometres but over 1,300 metres of
ascent, at thirty degrees plus inclination, and nearly twenty kilos of equipment on my back!
Just as lips and throat feel like sandpaper,
and just beyond 350 metres up,
this fall and plunge pool are a welcome sight.
Whatever drinks I had been consuming,
this pure, cold, fresh water works miracles.
Revived after a few minutes,
the long haul continues!
Waterfall on the climb of Ben Nevis-southern approach. Pure and simple.
Commentary.
Tired limbs.
Dry mouth.
Steady, relentless slog up the southern slopes of “the Ben.”
Only two kilometres but over 1,300 metres of
ascent, at thirty degrees plus inclination, and nearly twenty kilos of equipment on my back!
Just as lips and throat feel like sandpaper,
and just beyond 350 metres up,
this fall and plunge pool are a welcome sight.
Whatever drinks I had been consuming,
this pure, cold, fresh water works miracles.
Revived after a few minutes,
the long haul continues!