Running 4:03:12 [2] 21.35 km (11:23 / km) +1114m 9:02 / km
ahr:129 max:170
After a reasonable train journey up to corrour, Dan and I left the station looking to most bystanders like a couple of idiots who had underestimated the hills. And in fairness, this was probably very accurate.
While 1km in and still very much on the road, I naively proclaimed this weather was "the jackpot", since all we had really was a bit of rain, and it wasn't outrageously cold.
Sure enough after climbing Carn Dearg for quite a while, the snow was getting a lot heavier, the wind was driving into our faces, and the windchill had it down to -20C. Good times. We got to the summit and decided we should put on our bigger jackets, which was a sensible decision as the sleet had numbed my left elbow (wind was coming from our left). We took a few moments to analyse our online OS printed screenshots which we had tactically arranged in the library at midnight the evening before, and decided since they were certain to disintegrate in the conditions, we best leave them in the tesco shopping bags and go on map memory. So, North-east of Carn Dearg to start.
We debated whether the conditions warranted the term "white out", but since I could only see 30m or so, and could not make out the difference between mountain and sky, I decided we would declare it a white out.
The first descent had been fairly smooth. It took rather a while but we eventually appeared to be on a ridge, and we were now climbing something so felt good that it was Sgor Gabhaire, and we did hit a summit.
So, north of this one. This one was less smooth, but we zig-zagged our way down until we were confident we were on a ridge. Success still.
Uphill isn't such tricky navigation, so Sgor Coinnich went fine, but again coming off we debated the direction a bit and in the end decided to plunge our heads back into the tesco shopping bag, and upon further inspection opted for a more easterly descent and we found a ridge.
It actually cleared a little here, and by the time we got onto the summit of this we could see more mountains. We did briefly get worried when none of them seemed to fit / we were missing our next mountain. In the end we realised our angle just merged the two mountains in front, and there was actually a valley before Ben Alder as we'd hoped.
So, we got up that final one, scared a hare half to death - don't know how they survive in that snow, and then finally made our way down to the bothy with the thought of a potential fire strong motivation. And we even had 4 other humans for company.