Hill Walking and British Dental Care

Last weekend I ventured out of Edinburgh for the first time since my arrival here in Scotland. I went with the hill walking society to Torridon, in the northwestern Highlands. http://www.aboutbritain.com/maps/torridon-map.asp (zoom out and you can see just how far northwestern!) Here are a few things I discovered during the weekend:
1) The Highlands are GORGEOUS! Beyond stunning. Look at this:

Looks almost fake, right? I had that thought in person too. Just too gorgeous to be true.
2) Hillwalking is hiking. There is no "walking". You hike up large hills, which look suspiciously like mountains. It is very hard work, but what a reward when you get to the top and see that view...
3) You can drink the water from the streams here. Apparently. Everyone else in my group did and none of them got sick. I mentioned just what a bad idea we are told that is in the States, but apparently there is less nasty bacteria in Scotland. I still didn't drink the water though.
4) Apparently the highlands used to be covered with trees. But humans in the neolithic cleared the forest for farming and grazing. And let me tell you, the total lack of windbreaks means it's awfully windy at the top...
5) My munro count is now 2. What's a munro, you ask? Well they are the highest of Scotland's hills/mountains. At least 3000 ft. There are 284 in Scotland. So, 2 down, 282 to go!
6) On the way home I heard the Top 10 British pop countdown. At #10: "Jump in my Car" by David, "The Hoff," Haselhoff. Someone explain. Please.
7) Rocks and teeth don't mix. They break. Just ask my front teeth. Or what's left of them. I had a little run in with a rock, and hit just wrong, and so, viola, I look like a jack-o'-lantern. And, to make things better, I live in Britain, land of crappy, crappy dental care. So my options at this point are either a) to wait until December (DECEMBER) and pay quite a lot to get them fixed by and NHS (National Health Service) dentist or b) get them fixed in the next few weeks but pay an INSANE amount of money. £400+ Yeah. Fun. But given that I can't bit into anything, or eat anything hot or cold, or talk very well, or open my mouth without horrifying people, I might just pay. I now understand perfectly, however, why Brits have such bad teeth.
So yes, the teeth thing is really unfortunate, but the highlands are really unforgettable. But, I will most certainly be headed back hillwalking. Possibly this time wearing a(n) (American) football helmet....