Climbing the Clisham

Climbed The Clisham (highest hill in Harris) this morning with Murdo, Margaret and Denis. Clear and beautiful morning until about halfway up when the clouds came rolling in. We were exhausted when we reached the top. And we couldn't see a thing. Here we are starting our way down. With about only a quarter to go I slipped and twisted my ankle. Agony. Limped and slipped (and swore) my way slowly back to the car.

What a lovely day out.