Ibbo & I started with a seaside paddle and then strode surprisingly manfully towards the 'signing out' point ~ Torridon Youth Hostel.
Over breakfast (we managed solids, just) we decided to dump our route though Coire Lair as the only thing missing from the weather forecast was blood sucking bats. This meant that Martin's carefully buried stash of Glenmorangie would have to be exhumed another time... Then Caburn manfully volunteered to take on the mountain's spiteful weather and so we handed him Martin's detailed treasure map, thinking there was no chance of ever seeing him alive again...
We collected a bunch like minded wimps to join our stroll east towards Kinlochewe marvelling at the views of Ben Eighe. We were heading through the Coulin Pass, and very nice it was too with magnificent rain & hail showers sweeping across Sgurr Ruaidh and the hills to the west of us. Slioch to the north was shrouded in cloud.
We bundled into Gerry's bunkhouse at Craig to bag a wonderful bed and a shower (even though I had had one last week!).
Then, enter Caburn Chamberlain ~ super hero and mountaineer, bon viveur and lounge lizard. With........ A bottle of Glenmorangie with a nice little label: "Preserved for Alan & Phil's Cheese & Wine Party to be held hereabouts on Friday 8th May 2009 ~ with compliments, A friend"
The whisky has now been consumed: Phil, Martin, Caburn and Absent friends were toasted with sufficient gravity for the occasion.
A wonderful day with memories and toasts exchanged about my mate Phil. Cheers fella!