January 17, 2012
I’d made a meal in Braemar Bunkhouse the night before, beef and venison casserole with half a bottle of Arran Blonde in the sauce (one has to maintain one’s standards). The frozen batch still hadn’t defrosted when I returned from Carn Liath, but two hours in my sleeping bag had it pliable enough to gouge into the pan for reheating.

I’d made a meal in Braemar Bunkhouse the night before, beef and venison casserole with half a bottle of Arran Blonde in the sauce (one has to maintain one’s standards). The frozen batch still hadn’t defrosted when I returned from Carn Liath, but two hours in my sleeping bag had it pliable enough to gouge into the pan for reheating.

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