We were friends seeking solace from London’s familiar concrete paths. Runners, united by an adventurous spirit and a desire to run on new, crooked paths and up mountains rising into and above the clouds. With minimal kit, via a plane, bus and train, we arrived in Aviemore, gateway to the Cairngorms National Park. No frills: just enough gear for the three day trip. Youth hostel beds. Haggis and chips. Rough plans and a handful of routes to explore.
Day one. Steep climbs, fresh snow, panoramic views across the local mountains. After an evening drinking locally brewed beer, we set off to Glenmore, stopping only to eat, drink and soak up the views. On day three, we run to local Loch an Eilein. Thawing snow. A soft carpet of pine needles underfoot. The morning sun streams through the trees and reflects off the water. When we reluctantly return to London we vow to make more time in our busy lives for these unique experiences.
Originally written for Bowndling Adventurewear