I had hoped to take lunch at the top of the Beinn, even if this meant having a rather late lunch. But as it became increasingly clear that the summit would not be reached at anything that might even remotely be termed lunchtime, I decided that a convenient little grassy knoll by the track looked like the ideal picnic spot.
As Caburn and I sat enjoying our lunch, Andy Howell and his Anglo-American entourage finally caught up with us.
Monday, 30 May 2011
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Ah - the grassy knoll, eh? You can pick them all off with the one magic bullet from there...
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