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| Stuc a' Chroin and Ben Vorlich |
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| Loch Venachar and Ben Ledi |
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| Ben Lomond capped in snow |
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| Ben Ledi |
The sky was a perfect blue but it was brutally cold and tomorrow would have been Aileen's birthday. I needed to avoid any
Sunday Morning Blues. For the first time in a week, I was on a foray up the wee Ben (Gullipen). No need to say how impressive it was, the photos do that.
The Highland Cattle that graze on the track were absent so no nervousness about dodging between the heaving beasts as I was slipping and sliding on the descent over the muddy track from a month of rain. Compared to Sunday mornings 50 years ago after a night at the student's union that Pentangle summed up perfectly, today would not be a lost Sunday. What a way to start the day!
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