Daylight start - most civilized. After a reasonable night of gentlemanly pursuits.
Technical problems, getting the top of the Bruichladdich. A prerequisite for gentlemanly hill walking.
Sorted. Now we can go.
Is this the right forest track - they all look the same. Of course it was the right track, we had Bruichladdich.
Ben Tee in the mist.
Gentlemen slightly apprehensive about the mist, in case it diluted the whisky.
Looking back to the woods, and up the Great Glen. To quote F.Scott Fitzgerald " I'm not sure what I'll do, but - well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where thngs happen on a big scale." You got it.
Up , up and up.
Glimpse of Meall a Choire Ghlais.
Ben Tee still a long way off, and still in the cloud.
Getting closer to the top. "Anyone can be heroic from time to time, but a gentleman is something you have to be all the time." Luigi Pirandello
At the top.
"Any fool can know, the point is to understand" - Albert Einstein
Coming down is never easy
And the vista opens up again
Just been up there.
Back at the woods. Just the trek out to go. And Ben Tee is still in the mist.
So hard work over, time for a refreshing glass of wine.
Bring on the Butter Chicken Curry. And it was good.
A hauntingly familiar sight at FA. A gentleman's patience is timeless, but all good gentlemanly pursuits must come to an end.