Who knew so many would be interested in this Innkeeper Adventures category? Most real innkeepers (as opposed to the Airmattress kind) led entire lives, professionally and otherwise, before opening up for business.
Most of us prefer not to bore our guests with the details. But our blog seems to be read by many, as evidenced by the comments I receive in our breakfast room if not any written comments on the blog page. No worries, I’m also a blog lurker regarding others’ blogs.
So a few years ago, it seemed like a good idea to climb a Scottish mountain. It was a milestone birthday, and even though I was no longer a gym rat, I was in reasonably good shape.
If you’ve never ventured that far, put it on your bucket list. Scotland is chockers with dramatic landscapes. If only Instagram had been invented back then, I’d have posted a gazillion photos on our also-not-yet-invented blog.
Thom and I had wandered around the little town of Ballachulish, Glencoe in the highlands of Scotland for a couple of days before he had the great idea of climbing to the top of the Pap of Glencoe – just because it was there. He mentioned it to the innkeeper (of the lovely bed and breakfast we discovered before Google had been invented), who recommended we buy a hiking stick and a packed lunch.
Equipped with almost nothing, we ascended to the top of a two and a half thousand foot mountain. Did I mention that it was 2,499 feet high? That may seem not very high when compared to Mt. Everest, but to me, it WAS Mt. Everest!
It took us all day, and several people overtook us (Scots are seasoned hikers!) but the views were just sublime! I must say when you’ve actually done the work to get that high up (no, taking a lift to the top of a building doesn’t count), the word “spectacular” takes on a whole new meaning. You really do see things more clearly, like freeing up a few brain cells from the worries of the day and get the big picture on life. And oh, what a big picture it was!
The descent was actually harder, because looking down at the vertigo-inducing, steep decline didn’t occur to us when we were climbing up…go figure. But we made it, and before the heavens opened with refreshing, cold Scottish rain too.
Dinner was particularly wonderful that night as we realized what we’d just done, with the sore body parts to prove it. And stunning sceneries will remain in your memory bank long after the expensive phone/footwear/handbag/vehicle has worn out or gone out of style.
So just do it! Plan a trip – milestone or otherwise – it’ll help you see what’s important in life much more clearer…