Richard Haszko recounts a 'long weekend' of ticking three classic Scottish sea stacks, meetings with Fulmars, fisherman and some sandbagged grades...
Nice one. I did the same thing in 1995, the same three stacks in three days or maybe it was four. A great trip. I had to throw away my old jacket because of the smell of fulmar puke. And we didn't have no boat... Just swam everything
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