December 20, 2011
I’d intended nipping up a hill called Beinn Bhreac, but deep, crusted snow in the glens defeated me; far too much effort for a nondescript Corbett. I headed for higher ground, gaining the broad ridge of Braigh Sron Gorm just as the sun came out.

I’d intended nipping up a hill called Beinn Bhreac, but deep, crusted snow in the glens defeated me; far too much effort for a nondescript Corbett. I headed for higher ground, gaining the broad ridge of Braigh Sron Gorm just as the sun came out.

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