Well it was the depleted route,(allegedly not enough marshals) that went from was it 8.8k, 550m, to 4.8k, 44om.

Dumyat,Dumyat,as we trod never so lonely on high…….i love you,i hate you,i love you, i hate you……..oh please,please………

Alan, George,Jo(welcome back) and some scribe or another did battle today on an absolute belter of a day. Sunny,mild – breeze on top. In short – a stunner.

‘Course it’s going to be hard,hard graft……it’s the Ochils.

Bottles of wine and beer for all of us at the end………now must wire into this 5.5% little gem……..

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