Just back from a wee trip to do some hills in Glen Etive with Scott. There was a view and that’s the main thing. As usual, it looks warm and peaceful in the photos but it was bloody freezing up there in that wind really. I kid you not. Totally baltic.

A few beers and a feed in the Clachaig rounded the day off beautifully. Try the boar sausage thing if you’re there.