Memories of Wilderness

IMG_7932It has been my good fortune to lie on the summit of the Matterhorn and look away across the sea of peaks to Mont Blanc, sixty miles distant; to sit at the old gite on the Weisshorn, and see the night chase the evening mists up the side of the Dom and Taschhorn, and to watch the sun rise and flush red over the grand dome of Mont Blanc; but I recall none of these things, beautiful and memorable as they were, so vividly to mind as that perfect night up in lonely Corrie Lagan.  Ashley Abraham, 1908.

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