This is the best book on mountaineering in Scotland there is. Since hillwalking in the Highlands of Scotland has no equal, then this may as well be the best book on mountaineering altogether. Hamish's style is reminiscent of John Buchan's "John McNab". His love for the hill gushes off the page and is utterly inspiring. It takes a greater skill to paint such a glorious picture than it does to pepper a story with dramatic mishaps; Joe Simpson this is not. Like Hamish, I am happiest in the mountains and he echoes the love of the hills that so many of us feel in such a perfectly pitched literary manner. It's such a shame this book is out of print. It is the perfect accompaniment to both the SMC Monroe/ Corbett guide books or Martin Moran's Munroes in Winter. Only a few pages in, you are flicking through your diary and mulling over when is the soonest I can return to the hills - the land where we are all kings. So often novels carry the newspaper review along the lines of "I finished the book and turned straight back to the beginning and read it through again"... this is a sentiment that has always seemed hard to swallow; however if it wasn't for an urge to run up fell and glen I would be re-reading this book as soon as I have closed the back cover. If you can find it - read it.