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I would never EVER camp alone.

Thanks for taking us with you on these wonderful hikes. I'm always amazed at your energy as you cover these distances and climbs: it's definitely more comfortable to watch rather than take part (at my age anyway). Stay safe on your travels 💖

Think u need to get a bottle off Bucky down ya neck then go hunt those spirits 😮

I could ever sleep outdoors alone 😳

There was no danger. It’s all in your head. ‘The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.’ (John Milton)

Hi new subscriber here. Yes ALWAYS go with your gut instinct. You did the right thing 👍It’s saved me a few times

Always listen to your gut !! Well done

Dude good shout that feeling will save ya .keep Scotland clean up after ya pitch up we dont want it to end up like England

Not a failure, there's no such thing. It's just another experience to add to your bedpost. Keep doing what you're doing. Great video.

Dude!! The SAME thing happened to me at Loch Lomond. I was half way up, a few miles past the Hydro Dam, pitched in a small outlook of rock and trees which jutted into the lake. I had permission from the farmer to pitch, and the second I finished a definite sense of unease and not being welcome came over me. There was just something inexplicable about being so close to that vast, dark and ancient body of water, all alone. I was barely three minutes from the road which runs along the length of the Loch, so modernity and my car were only moments away, but that didn't help the feeling of dread which was growing by the minute. In the end I bottled it, pulled down my tent and ran all the way to the car, in the dark, sweating and feeling like I needed to leave immediately. That's NEVER happened before or since, and although I only pass Lomond every decade or so (I'm Welsh), I always cast my eye at that spot and just nod my head. Something ancient dwells there, and it didn't want me.

Some places have really good vibes, some have really bad vibes for no obvious reason. It gets interesting when other people unconnected to each other have the same experience in the same place.

Once I went to stay in a Bothy in North Wales, we went in the evening and it was getting dark as we approached, my friend knew the way and was much further ahead, and at this one spot for a short time I had a funny feeling, maybe that we weren’t alone, but not like there was anyone actually there. When I caught up I said I’d been a bit creeped out back there, and he said I should have called him to slow down. Then he said this was the sight off a WW2 plane crash and it had landed in the lake just there. Made me shiver that, glad we were in the Bothy and not a tent!

Many years ago, back in the very early 80s, I went camping in Devon with my boyfriend. We were driving down a narrow back road in the twilght when there was a sudden sharp smack on the window on my side of the car and the car partially lifted off - both wheels off the road, again on my side. I screamed at my boyfriend to step on it and get the hell out of there because a voice - to this day I don't know if it was in my head - yelled at me, "don't look out the window. don't look out the window." Now, for some reason I knew it meant the side window, so sobbing in fear I kept my gaze strictly to the fore as he gunned it out of there as fast as he could. Much further on, we reached a clearing where there were street lights and he, being the sort who didn't believe in anything that didn't have a "rational explanation" got out of the car and walked all around it to check for damage or signs of anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. Now, the thing is there were no overhanging branches, rocks on the road or anything of that nature that could have explained what happened Eventually, he opened the boot and decided it must have been caused by the small camping gas cannister rattling around in the boot - except it wasn't rattling around, it was well secured. Still, he'd found an explanation that satisfied him. Not me, though, I felt sick and overcome by fear. There was just something so wrong. I could feel it, a thick, dark, threatening mass. We drove on and eventually reached the camp site - I wish I could remember exactly where it was - somewhere around Ilfracombe, is as good as I can come up with. There were a couple of other tents there and a caravan or two. The feeling of fear far from abating got stronger and stronger. I literally sat crying in the car while he (poor thing) erected the tent by himself. It was dark by now, so I couldn't see much and eventually he persuaded me to come into the tent. Well, I can honestly say, I didn't sleep a wink that night, the reason being that I could hear the most awful heart-rending wailing of women and children all night long. It was terrifying. Unearthly. The next morning I asked the other campers/caravanners if they had heard anything but they just looked at me like I was mad. We left, even before breakfast as I simply couldn't stay another minute - I was a wreck. Moreover, with the coming of daylight, we noticed something we had missed in the dark of the previous night, a burial mound within touching distance of the campsite. I didn't feel I was back to normal until Wales was receding in our rear view mirror. The sensible boyfriend confessed years later that he had been terrified too and had no rational explanation for what happened. I do, though, because I was so disturbed by our experience and fascinated at the same time, that I undertook some research and discovered that around the area we had driven through there had been a horrific ambush and several people had been massacred. I think, perhaps, the conditions were such that we (me in particular) somehow tuned into a replay of it and I suspect I also tuned into the terrible grief surrounding the burial mound. It was not my first or last encounter with the supernatural but the details of that particular one are etched into my memory and the devastating feeling of both evil and grief. Sorry, this answer is so long, but I just wanted to say that, yes, you should always trust your instincts, that little inner voice that most of us fail to listen to, as it will never send you wrong. I taught my children that lesson from when they were small and it has saved them more than once. I really enjoyed your video. One day, I hope to visit Scotland. I am a Celt too but from Ireland.

Great walk very peaceful and glorious views..suppose can be bit spooky at night ...do you take rations like energy snacks and stay safe😊

Different geographical spots feel welcoming, others feel neutral and others still feel downright unsettling. We don't understand everything about all aspects of our environment and we have developed these instincts for good reasons. You made the right call. I've had similar experiences before.

I went outside once. I got scared and went home.

I'm glad you posted this and as always trust what your gut says. Keep you doing what you're doing

Years ago a friend of mine told me this story! Herself, her husband and children were picnicking by a large lake in Britain somewhere, (I can't remember exactly where) My friend was down by the lake side when suddenly an inner voice and her instincts told her "Get away from there NOW, MOVE". She said she felt really terrified for no good reason she could think of. But move she did, and took the family with her. 😳

My first thought was - Dog Soldiers! 😂 But seriously, always wise to listen to your gut.

I think the absence of any animals is the warning sign that our subconscious picks up on.

The grey man was near!

Nice video, always trust those feelings. Your senses pick things up even if you aren't really sure what's up to make you feel that way.

Not a setback, just a wise decision under the circumstances. I still enjoyed the video and glad you posted it.

This forest is thousands of years old - it’s like Scotland’s baby version of the US Appalachian mountains…. Trust your gut 😶

Keep up the great vids 👍

I get the feeling that Scotland is a cursed land because of its brutal history of internecine strife . Hence among all that scenic beauty , the unique midge affliction.

Great video but think I'll stick to just driving past Liathach on the road to Torridon. That "bypass path" looks genuinely terrifying. You've got far much more courage than I ever will.

I understand that spooked feeling.

I just came across your channel, and I'm so glad I did. I'm also Scottish and enjoy wild camping. I'm looking forward to getting some location ideas from your videos... some places to avoid, too 😅🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

The hills have eyes and the less I say the better? 😂

There is no god but God and Muhammad is the Messenger of God, may God bless him and his family

I pray to Allah Almighty to guide you to the religion of Islam

Just found your channel and subscribed. The views are spectacular and I am glad you trusted your instincts

Always like channels that show it's normal that plans don't always work out and have to make the best of it. Sometimes it's not worth pushing it if you're not feeling it, nothing worse than not feeling it and the trip gets worse, flip side is sometimes you don't feel it and push on and the trip ends up great. Good to see a channel posting things that don't work out, makes it very genuine

The human brain evolved to sense danger even it wasn't obvious there was any. Better for survival to sense danger when there isn't any than not sense it when there is. This is possibly the root of all imagination and abstract thought itself. Many times I've felt freaked out camping somewhere remote but nothing bad happend and I have repeatedly experienced unsettling feelings in certain places whenever I've been there but I think now that is just that once it happened I always associate those feelings with those places.

I've just come across your UA-cam Channel because this Glencoe adventure caught my eye. It's strange watching this in my Glasgow flat but great to be transported back to one of my favourite places in Scotland. Always inspiring to see a young guy like yourself enjoying the outdoors and taking its challenges in your stride and you've shown the area and stunning views off magnificently. Sadly, it's been many years since my mountaineering days but I still get up to Glencoe now and then and do some low level walking. Thanks a lot and keep up the good work.

Just found you, new subscriber and looking forward to watching your adventures 😊

As many other have said, always trust your gut. If something doesn't feel right, gtfo!

Chunnacas na mairbh bro!

Overgrazing stops a forest from flourishing. Too many deer. But there are some great projects focussed on allowing the trees to regenerate.

Trust your instincts! Its honest! Ive just come back from camping in scotland inc outer hebridies and a night in glen coe! Fantastic! 😊

If you have an instinctive scared or any kind of negative feeling about a place....it's worth doing some research, because it's likely something bad happened there back in history. We have an inner ability to sence energy. I once arrived somewhere in the dark...it was in my campervan in Scotland too, I felt that creepy vibe. The next morning in the light...I found a chapel very nearby...with a plaque explaining how lots of people died in the chapel during the clearances back in history. They were locked in the chapel adnit was burned to the ground😭😠😯☹

I'm glad you posted this. I'm from Perthshire and I recently got that same weird feeling by an isolated lochan ~ I didn't hang about either. In my experience if you get that unsettling uncomfortable feeling it's best to leave.

DON'T worry in a year or two there will be 6 or 7 mosques in this area to keep you company .

You are better than this young man, your title and thumbnail is misleading. Basically couldn’t find somewhere suitable to pitch isn’t scary???!???

Brought up in Aberfoyle. It is a lovely part of Scotland. It has some amazing places to visit

I had intention to camp on Loch Leven, adjacent to the Isle of Discussion. Although on arrival at my intended pitch, there were several dozen Muslim families in Mini buses having a huge BBQ, and blasting out music. . . . Is nowhere still sacred on this Island of ours. . .

I was brought up in a small village in the Trossachs. We were always outdoors as a family and playing with friends. From the age of 8 I would take our dog gor a walk and walk for miles in scenery like that. Although I was aware of dangers I felt very safe. Would I do it now..no chance. Always get the feeling we are being watched. If you get that "feeling"..make sure you act on it. Great channel, I will start watching