Bailiehill Fort

Bailiehill Fort in southern Scotland is a tough climb but it rewards the effort with wonderful views -and this is why its original builders constructed it. Somewhere that was difficult for rival tribes to ascend while giving those inside the opportunity to observe the roads and river below is why they wanted it here. A rival fort is only a mile away across the Black Esk, causing some to think that this was the territory of the Novantae while the neighbouring Selgovae lived across the water. The ramparts are steep, the earthworks deep and the gentlemen who resided here were likely those fearsome, tattooed and bearded types whom we associate with the Celtic nations which occupied these lands when the Romans arrived.

Now, however, their fearsome fortress is just farm land; sheep and horses graze upon it, staring at walkers, though disinclined to pause for pictures. What said Isaiah the prophet, who lived when this stronghold was inhabited?

Because the palaces will be forsaken,

The bustling city will be deserted.

The forts and towers will become lairs forever,

A joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks (32:14).

Today's mountains are tomorrow's molehills; today's battles tomorrow's distant memories; today's uphill struggles are tomorrow's stunning, panoramic views. 

So keep going.