You know I do miss the Highlands, the feeling of open space and standing on those mist-shrouded mountains looking down on some the most beautiful lochs in the world, just breath-taking.

But these same areas have seen the hardest of winters, also some of the bloodiest battles ever fought. I have stood on these hills, many of them” Munroe’s” (hills and mountains over 3000`), and wondered what our ancestors must have been doing. I never stood on the edge of a cliff though for I have fear ...