Crikey we did some walking in the Mamores today - scrambled up some mountains that sound like Arabian hotels (Sgurr a Mhaim - that's not a real name) and went over the Devil's Ridge. There was snow, there was wind, there was rain, there were bogs, there were scree slopes. Felt like proper adventures. Bagged three of those Munros (Sgurr a Mhaim, Stob Ban and Mullach nan Coirean) and three further Munro Tops (kind of like a lager top, but with more mountain - Stob a Choire Mhail, Sgorr a Iubhar and one without a name), which seems like a respectable day's haul.
Yesterday was a bit of a write off. The weather was grim, so we kept it low level. Went to Glen Coe. Kinda pretty, but guessing the rain didn't do it justice. We're staying in the middle of nowhere, out of season, so there's not too much to do in the evenings. We've mainly been playing trivial pursuit. Unfortunately the pack is from 1988, which makes the entertainment and (recent) history questions pretty tough, and renders about 10% of the geography questions obsolete. Also there's a surprising amount of answers that are just wrong. When I was little I'd thought that the people that wrote trivial pursuit questions must be the cleverest people in the world, turns out they're not.
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