yoga everyday for the month of November



Yes there are bikes – lots and lots of bikes – making you think what’s all the fuss about – it’s not that hard.

But this post isn’t about that, it’s about minimalism and warmth – and how they go together. Copenhagen is a very well lit city. little pools of warmth.

These are some of the photos that i took – mostly fabric and not all danish.


Backpacking Beinn Dearg

Getting busy schedules to co-inside is hard, but Fiona and I put the date in the diary and made it stick. The plan was to spend a few days in the hills, tick a few Munros and generally get away from it all.

A good breakfast and a late start meant a pretty full car park at Inver Lael, and as we headed higher up we began to meet a few folk coming back down.  From the folk we chatted to it seems our late start paid off, we missed the early clag and rain,  and as we climbed higher the cloud began to break.


We first made for the top of Beinn Derag itself, high point of the trip, following the destitution wall to near the summit. then returning to the bealach for the climb to Cona’ Mheall. Views into rear corries from here were ace.


The summits were now cloud free, and we had views across to Seana Bhraigh, The Fannichs, Fisherfeild and into the Glencalvie Forrest. We returned to the Bealach for the final time and finished off the evening with the ascent of Meall nan Ceapraichean.


Meall nan Ceapraichean from the bealach


After crossing a steep, but mushy, snowfeild we descended North to a lochan strewn bealach below Eididh nan Clach Geala and made camp for the night.




As the sun set we were treated to spectacular views into Fisherfeild. Beinn Dearag Mor holding the eye as the sun streamed through the darkening clouds.


Into Fisherfeild


The clouds must have continued to draw in overnight, as dawn saw us waking up inside the cloud. Despite this we headed easily up to summit Eididh nan Clach Geala before 9am. The days plan had been to continue round to Seana Bhraigh, and we set off nav’ing in that direction. But enthusiasm for another night on the hill had been dampened, and Seana Bhraigh had looked so nice the day before it seemed a shame not to see her in full glory. So instead we made for the exit path and returned to the car and a house with a warm shower.


Heading home in cloud


We used day three to head to Glen Cannich and the corbett of Sgorr na Diollaid. We arrived to find company, a large group from Ayr setting off up the hill. The weather came and went, with baking sun, and cloud, but the rain mostly stayed away. Views down Loch Mulladoch ringed with massive hills whetted our appetite for future trips…


The View into Glen Cannich


Morning Mountaineering

I have midweek days off – which most people don’t, including my winter partner.  But we’ve found a solution – just go out for the morning.

It totally feels like a gift getting up a hill or a route and being back at work in time for the afternoon shift at 2pm.  So far we’ve been to the Cairngorms and Sgorr Rudah. Admittedly this probably only works if you live in Inverness – but then why wouldn’t you?



Before, originally uploaded by lenoclimb.

I fell off. Just after this photo.

First time. Right of Passage.

First day of the Holiday.

Gear Held, but ended up just off the deck, hitting as few things on way down.  Not 100%, but think my foothold gave way.

Not to bad, but hand took the brunt. No climbing for a few days, then light duties only.