A relatively easy day up the other Ben Vorlich and its near neighbour Stuc a’Chroin. Low cloud eventually burnt off by midday to give a perfect blue sky afternoon.
Unfortunately I clunked my knee a cracker off the top of a stile on the way down. This was sore. This was really bloody sore! What a stupid design of stile, it was way too narrow – who put that there! Rubbing my knee and cursing loudly, I surreptitiously opened the unlocked gate next to the stile and walked through.
Silke and the kids came up that evening. We had a BBQ and then all squeezed into the camper van. Kids loved it.
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