Each to their own.
The CMD Arete. I don't intend writing blogs about all my days in the hills. In fact I am bit late for that having now been walking and climbing for well over 20 years, and not having blogged about any of them in that time pretty much, but last Saturday feels worthy of a few words. The loose plan was first hatched on the Monday as the long range forecast looked good for the Saturday. Now that's almost a week away and in Scotland a lot can change in that time, but I Whatsapped Sheila to see if she was free at the weekend which she was, the plan was to keep an eye on the forecast and hopefully get a day out. Sheila had done well on Ben Ime and Narnain last week whilst suffering the effects of a chest infection which everyone would appear to have been afflicted with at some point this winter, so a good long day was on the cards. It was my first full weekend off since the New Year and I find it harder to drag myself away from me family when I have been working a lot, but I n...