This, of course is a rhetorical question.
The correct answer would be because it rains a lot, it's cool enough to need a jumper in August and there really are a lot of sheep. Oh and midges. But on a good day, Scotland is the best place in the world to be, especially on top of a hill, when there are clouds and sunshine, and the light changes around you as you walk in a way that you just know you will never, ever be able to capture in a photograph. It can be so beautiful it takes your breath away.
We had a fantastic group of kids out walking this weekend- they were cheerful, enthusiastic, and knocked off a two-day walk in one and a half, so we all had time for lunch before we went home. Before we go out on weekend walks, I always do the agonising thing – knowing I'm going to have to do all the weekend stuff, like washing and ironing in the evenings through the week, knowing I'm going to start the working week shattered – and possibly with an aching left knee. But when I get out there, I know it's the right thing to do. And it always seems to reinvigorate me, so that I cope just fine with the rest of the everyday stuff. And how else would I get to know such wonderful young people?
Might have been better if I hadn't scheduled a meeting after work tonight 'though.