Sunday, 30 November 2014
Monadhliath Munros (3)
The path down to the bridge was wet and slippery, and I didn't like the thought of what might happen if one were to lose one's footing on the approach to it, as the river was a frothy, foaming torrent with all the recent rain we had had. So I picked my footing very carefully as I made my way down to it.
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