Loch Dunvegan

The temperature dropped below freezing overnight but I was oblivious in the liner+sleeping-bag+tent. These kayakers were not thoughtful campers - they were up at 6am, chatting and laughing away as if it was the middle of the day.

It was a grim weather day in Skye, but I donned the waterproofs and headed into the sleet storm over some of the Red Cuillin. I think I would have got on better wearing a scuba diver's wetsuit.