To give this story some context, I need to state a few details about myself. My name is Jay and I am 17 years old from the UK, I had a close friend (we will call him John for privacy reasons). From the age of 13-16 he was my closest friend and we did everything together. We were both massively into wilderness survival, so we planned a trip to Scotland to spend a week alone in the forest to get a real survival experience. We were both really excited and invested in all the equipment needed to bring with us, as our parents wouldn’t let us go without the correct safety measures. To give a brief idea of what we took here is a list of the main items we took: A tent, a small combat knife each, a camping stove, rations and miscellaneous items such as rope, blankets etc.
After a long dull 10 hour car journey we eventually made it to the edge of the forest we were set to venture in. My heart raced with excitement as I stared into the forest ahead, it was a lush green with flowers scattered around the floor, it was everything I imagined and more. We lugged our rucksacks onto our backs and started the long walk to where we planned to camp. It was a good 8 mile hike to get to the Loch we planned to camp near, I believe it was called Lock an Righ or something along those lines, so we were ready for a 3 to 4 hour walk, this didn’t faze me at all as I was so excited that I’d finally get to camp in the wild as where I live there are no real places that you can camp away from other people. John was equally as happy as I was with a wide smile across his face.