Beinn Mhanach

I have enjoyed another day of Munro bagging with my Dad in the Scottish Highlands today. Dad described the route last night as a 4 mile walk along a track, a steep pull up a tedious grassy slope and then do it all again in reverse. He also mentioned that his friend Tony had not enjoyed it when he did it. With expectations suitably low we had a surprisingly nice day, the clear skies definitely helped as the views from the top were lovely and the dog enjoyed the rolling grassy slopes too. An added bonus was not seeing another soul all day!