Beinn Udlamain has an impressive summit cairn / shelter, and I settled down here to enjoy the sun on my face for a while. The air was still, and save for the occasional croaking, rasping call of a ptarmigan it was completely silent. This, for me, is what Scotland is truly about.
After a while, I roused myself and headed off down the south ridge into Carn Ic Loumhaidh. There was a lot of snow in the valley bottom, but there was also some good, flat, dry turf which offered an ideal pitch for my wild camp.
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