Glencoe is the Scottish village, Glen Coe the place it is in. And WHAT a place.
The first time I drove along the road that runs along its bottom, it freaked me out. I had driven up (or was it down?) “electric” hills and been fooled by cloud vs mountain formations in Switzerland AND Scotland – but nothing had prepared me for Glen Coe.
As I glanced at the hills on either side – I noticed they were NOT MOVING. I looked at the road and IT was still moving under me. What was going ON? It took me several seconds to work it out.
The hills were not hills, a few hundred yards away – they were huge MOUNTAINS, a couple of MILES away.
The reason for my confusion was that the mountains – being “listed” – had no buildings, roads or telegraph poles on them. Even the trees had been stripped, centuries ago. Thus I had NO POINT OF REFERENCE upon which to judge their SIZE and DISTANCE.
I realized all of this in moments – but they were some of the WEIRDEST moments of my life.
Of course, if you have already BEEN to Glen Coe, you will RELATE to my experience – if not, you may CURSE me for ruining the SURPRISE!