Naked Munros
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Naked Munros

You're sitting lazily in a car. You're body is tired from the travelling and you've adjusted to the constant ambient temperature within it. It's like waking up in the morning. You'd get bored laying in bed all day. Eventually you stir yourself, pack your bag and make your way up the munro. The first few minutes are great. You're embarking on a new adventure, soon to bag another munro. Then the slope becomes steeper and your legs start to complain. You wonder how many hours the mountain will take. But it soon passes and you are taken in by the scenery. A couple of stops later and you realise that you're near the top. Summit fever takes over and you quicken your pace. Eventually the distance between you and the summit is tangible and with a last heave you're on the top. The view opens out around you, the landscape made up of other mountain tops. You continue on downhill, concentrating on your balance and the ache in your knees. But you soon reach the bottom and do a slow, tired jaunt back to the car. Your body feels exercised, aware of a happy ache and the feeling that you have accomplished something that you will always remember. Now to the business of getting something to eat!