So, 2015 had been very slow to start properly. It was June, and to date, I had only managed one Munro, due to a combination of work, poor weather, and injuries. For this reason, I was quite nervous about getting back into it, especially if it meant going out by myself. I sent out my [...]
One of, if not THE, most iconic mountains in the United Kingdom, and very much a symbol of my childhood drives from Glasgow to my holidays in Glenelg and Arnisdale before moving north. Buachaille Etve mor, is such an imposing structure, and from certain angles, looks extremely difficult to climb. My mother used to tell me [...]