Blowing a hoolie…

up here, summitting was impossible, so retreat to the glen was called for. However, it was warm and dry. There were several herds of red deer in the fields, but the noise of the wind predominated , so didn’t hear any roaring.
The track to the top  of the Ben, Lochterlandoch, is visible and this is where there are always Ptarmigan. I was on Corriehabby. Both are Corbetts.