Munro Bagging and the Seven Year Gap

When I started sea kayaking I was warned my Munro bagging would suffer. Boy did it ever! In the last seven years I have ticked off no new summits from this excellent book (the ideal Chrismas present incidentally). I've been up quite a few mountains over 3000ft, but none I hadn't previously climbed before.

"I feel I'm being unfaithful to the kayaks" confessed Liz as we packed the van last weekend and headed north. "Decent weather, a few days off, and no paddling... it doesn't seem right".

We are determined to rekindle our interest in hill-walking and mountaineering. It was this which brought us together in the first place, as we met on an expedition in Alaska. So we had one long-ish winter day and one short day on a lower mountain. The short day produced the better photos - they're coming tomorrow.

This was Conival and Ben More Assynt on a cold, crisp Monday morning, exactly a week ago. A far better place to start the week than sat behind a desk. Which I'm glad to say, I'm not.