So, you were not expecting a report tonight, were you? i am surprised myself, but as we are squintillion zillions of feet up in the air, I think we must be hooked into satellite communications.
We eventually left Weebles after lunch and then started climbing ~ straight into snow. The stuff actually only looks sketchy at first glance but when you suddenly lurch / plummet downwards up to your goolies you realise it's a bit trickier than you first thought.
On the very few stretches that were snow-free we fairly scampered up hill. But the bulk of the walking has been taking it in turns to bash out a path whilst everyone else literally follows in your footsteps.
Hard going indeed! So we are camped up in the snow in as best a spot as we can find. A couple of miles short of our planned destination. The sunset was lovely and Peebles far below is now all lit up. A light drizzle on Wanda's cheeks as I have a wee taste of Glenlivet.
Tomorrow looks like being quite a tough day.