I didn’t really think I’d get up any mountains until about late February or even March. I mentioned something like this on a post about my last trip up the nearby mountain. This must have set a little fly-wheel in motion as most mornings that time-wise it could be managed, I have kept a lookout on the weather. Imaging my surprise when things cleared over the summit and beyond about sunrise giving me the window to get going. I know that last statement reads like I’m hitting the north face of the Eiger. But I have good reasons for not climbing her in wet conditions. Mostly they deal with basic safety and not wanting to call out the rescue people for some gormless git -me- that smashed his knee on stones that turned to glass once a film of water formed on them. It has also to do with not wanting to destroy the delicate eco-system of the blanket-bog.
The photo with the sticks give one some notion of the size of the cairn. It is clearly visible from twenty miles sitting like it does. And if you right-click and open in a new tab you by-pass that really annoying photo viewer that is squatting in our browsers these days. Opps, right-click then click the numbers marking the sizing. Or maybe not.
Happy New Year everyone.