Just came across this post on Simon Richardson's scottish winter page: http://www.scottishwinter.com/?p=7504 Endless tales of chaps and chapesses getting into all manner of japes and adventures in a time of real transition in the Highlands. A lot of really great reading. Not a silicon coated fabric in sight. Some great passages from characters I can hardly imagine really existed: "But alas! one says to me that the mountains find themselves most high; the cold makes enormous; and it is wanting me the great boots and the kilts, the ropes, the crampons, the clinometers, and the ice-hatchets, with whiches it is important that the passenger on the mountains to equip himself. Courage, Alphonse! I say to me ; I shall myself procure these chattels, and my comrades shall see that I am not below of my heroic ancestors of Scotland." - The Ben Lawers, by Alphonse de Macturque, 31-36, v. 6, 1900-1901 Good stuff Alphonse!