An Sochach

11 miles. Bit of a calamity today with me somehow ending up with Craig's spikes on, his fingers were too cold to get his out his baghad he have done, we'd have clocked sooner we had each other), so mine kept falling off, one of Everly's broke and Finlay kept tripping and falling because of his(no idea why - he's used them plenty), so had to take them off ~. All the while getting absolutely battered with the wind on the ridge. Still not sure why Craig never stopped and just put his gloves on, but he now thinks he has mild frost bite A time was had! Sitting having a few vinos now to sign off on the Easter weekend and Munro 66