Five of the Usual Suspects camping at Kinlochleven. (Angela, Steve G Steve M, Dave, and me). Almost like old times.

Our objectives were the eastern Mamores, a range sandwiched between Ben Nevis to the north and the Aonach Eagach of Glencoe to the south.

Other M words were misty, murky, monochrome, moist, memories (of 20 years ago) midges. And more midges. And mist. Plus metres uphill (these mountains start from sea level). And of course "Munros".

But we Managed without Mishaps, and made our marks (variously) on Sgurr Eilde Mor, , Binnein Mor, Binnein Beag, and Na Gruaghachan.

And actually, the grandeur of these hills was always present, albeit veiled.


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