|Adding layers, in response to a wild mountain wind.|
The plan was to traverse the wind-swept moorland above the loch but this time, the gusts were strong enough to blow the now-intrepid hiker into the heather - literally. Arriving at the loch, it had the appearance of a giant "steaming" bowl - complete with rapidly appearing and disappearing miniature rainbows. Tiny tornadoes, with their vertically oriented rotating columns of air, gave "lift" to the boiling waterscape.
|Little whirlwinds form above the loch.|
|Waves become airborne.|
|Rainbows formed, vanished, and re-formed.|
Nothing in the world can cage the wind. Thankfully. All life depends upon the movement and circulation of air. The winds create "weather", moderate climate, disperse pollen and seeds, and give lift and pleasure to all manner of flying creatures.
Admittedly, we must dress for the wind, for its "chill" will endanger the inadequately clothed. We can seek shelter from it, and sometimes we must. We can avoid it altogether by remaining inside, with windows, shutters, and doors secured and fastened - but that choice would leave us much the poorer.
The wind is immensely exhilarating and invigorating. It freshens, not only the ambient air, but the spirit. To stand facing a wild wind, feet firmly braced, eyes profusely watering, face tingling is to feel...alive.
On this day, a steaming bowl of Brandy, was the absolute perfect "carte du jour" - it more than sustained.
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their freshness into you,
and the storms their energy,
while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.
- John Muir