Stob Ghabhar

An early-bird start saw me on the Aonach Eagach of this fabulous Munro by 9am. The last time I was up here was eighteen years ago on a hot summer's day when I remember being bitten by a cleg through my clothes. Thankfully there were no such beasties around today. Just me, the deer, the snow and miles and miles of hills.

I made it back to the car in time to listen to the rugby on the way back down the road. I think it was a wise choice not to be in anyone's company as the air was blue inside the car. What a shocking result.