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Sitting on the Cannon, Snowdonia – April
A scramble up the north ridge of Tryfan seemed like a nice familiar way to start. We tried to push ourselves in the choice of line we took. I finally persuaded myself to clamber up the Cannon, the well-known rock that juts out half way up the north ridge of Tryfan. It wasn’t actually too…
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Finally on An Teallach, Fisherfield, Scotland – September
My alarm went at 6am. Getting up after a bit, we got ready as best we could, and popped in to the ‘bothy’ on the campsite to say goodbye. R and P had had to change their plans, which meant that we would be walking by ourselves after all. I was surprised not to feel…
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An unconventional community in Scoraig, Scotland – September
The morning after our arrival in Badrallach, waves of rain were washing over us. We set off for interesting-sounding community of Scoraig towards the end of the peninsula: someone we had met at the campsite on a previous occasion had told us about it, as he had grown up there, and we had made a…