Failed to get up Aonach Beag again, approached from Steal Ruins but drifted too far east. Lost time on the detour and knee deep powder but still enjoyed views of boundless winter mountainscape.
A visitor called at the teepee, Adele, so we whipped over to her and Spike's cabin in the woods. Spike was away but he got credit for making a nice job of the lawn. Turns out it was the deer.
The new 'no drinking at all if you're driving law" in Scotland meant that it was no cider at all, or lots and stay over. Well... chuck another log on then.
