Conic Hill, Scotland, taken on June 27, 2015
These little wild flowers, each no bigger than the size of a Skittle, are the cutest things ever. I saw a field of these while descent from Conic Hill and stopped awhile to admire them. (See the original photo in colour.)
Conic Hill, Scotland, taken on June 27, 2015
The future is an unknown path and we must all go the distance, mile after mile, to find where we belong.
Conic Hill, Scotland, taken on June 27, 2015
The climb to the top of Conic Hill was strenuous, but very rewarding! The views were amazing and worth every step of the way up! What made the summit even more enjoyable was the bag of white chocolate cookies that I brought with me to recharge my energy. I gotta give myself a pat on the back and a cookie to commend the efforts. Onto higher hills and mountains I go!
Conic Hill, Scotland, taken on June 27, 2015
Every time I see the hills and mountains of Scotland, I just want to shout at the top of my lungs…the hills are alive! And they certainly are, as there is such a sense of spirituality surrounding these magical hills, especially when I climb one. Hiking up Conic Hill near Loch Lomond was an unforgettable experience of a close, personal interaction with these living, breathing hills that seem to call out to me, singing songs they have sung for a thousand years. Higher, higher, higher!
Balmaha, Scotland, taken on June 27, 2015
The hike up Conic Hill today was part of the West Highland Way, or just “the Way” for short. The 150-km footpath traverses the Scottish Highlands with many stops on the way, passing many hills and mountains with a diversity of landscapes. The mark of the Way is the thistle sign, pictured here, telling walkers which way to go. Conic Hill took a couple of hours to complete (round trip) and gave me a sneak peek of the Way, which I intend to complete hopefully next year or the year after. Gotta train hard to get fit first!
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