Day 2 of Barry's birthday weekend in the North West. 

Up at 6.30 and by 0632 Dave had convinced me Beinn Eighe was a bad idea and Canisp was a better bet.

Alan got wind of this and was dragging Geo out of his bunk and convincing him that he should do join us. So off we all went. East then north then west than north.

We trotted through the bog and onto the rockier slopes and upwards to the fabulous views to Stac Pollaidh Cul Mor and Suilven.

Sadly the rain hit as we clambered across the summit. Still.  Magnificent it was. 

Then home to warm up, dry out and I did dinner. Whisky is now being consumed.