Bereft in The Slig – The Personality Defects of a Bagger

23 08 2015

Many people ask me why I’m a mountain ‘list bagger’, especially when they learn of my fears in the hills and how many hills I go out and tackle but which scare me stupid. I spend quite a bit of time musing on that myself. But it is only when I ‘compleat’ a list, or am close to ‘compleating’, that I find answers.

I spent a very depressed night in The Sligachan Inn on Skye at the end of our last trip and was prompted to muse some more… here are the answers I’ve come up with so far. Read the rest of this entry »