Ive just wiled away an hour watching Snowdon: a year in the wild and found it interesting but I came to a horrible realisation. A few years ago, while watching that I would have been inspired to hop in the car and go for the weekend onto the mountains, almost like the mountains were calling me. Today, the mountains werent calling me. I need to get back out there!
In reply to Saul Gilsenan: Perhaps he has just realised the dualism of mountains. They are calling but not calling... Sorry, couldn't resist. Good luck to RA by the way.