Friday, 27 July 2018
We nearly died!
On The Premises competition is for a short story involving a near death experience. You have from 1,000 to 5,000 words and until the end of August to come up with something. The prize is $220.
We didn't nearly die on our walk to the lighthouse on Scalpay because we followed the nice, clear path. The weather was good, we had proper walking boots and water. I think it was about two miles to get there.
To start with there were way markers making navigation easy, but after a while these had either been knocked flat by sheep having a scratch, or were obscured by bracken. By the time we'd walked for a couple of hours, waded through a bog, and couldn't see the lighthouse, van, houses or people, we concluded I'd done my usual trick of following a sheep track rather than a footpath. Then that ran out...
As it was a small island, Gary pointed out that if we just followed the coast, we'd eventually come across where we'd parked, the causeway or, if we were even more lost than we realised, the lighthouse again. (That was sensible, but don't be too impressed – he'd followed me down that sheep track, despite me having considerable form in taking us down them and getting lost.)
It worked. We had some very steep climbs up, and rather alarming scrambles back down rock faces, more bog wading, stretches where the bracken was so tall and dense we couldn't see each other, and we became very, very hungry.
Actually we didn't nearly die on the walk back from the lighthouse on Scalpay. We eventually got ourselves back to the van, had tea and cake and were fine. The time we nearly died was on South Uist. You see there was this interesting looking track heading up into the mountain. There were sheep on it ...