Down on the Upside

It’s been the ultimate of contrasts the past couple of days and I’ve been thinking about things that I suppose we all know are always there but maybe we pretend they aren’t.

Trail mag came through and I was pleased to see my Mourne Mountain routes are in there. That trip was brilliant in every way and despite only having about half an hour free of cloud or rain the whole time we were there we discovered mountains and places and people that were a total joy. I’d go back in a heartbeat.
It was also the last proper mountains I’ve been near until the last couple of weeks. It feels like a lifetime ago.

Then the news came through, fallen on Bidean, 12 hours injured in a gully, airlifted to Belford at 0300. When it’s friend you feel it in your stomach and then you run through the what-ifs and come up with nothing.
The story’s not over though the ending is looking far better than anyone might have expected, but it’s swept the feet from under me.