It was not a particularly promising morning standing around freezing various parts of my anatomy at Loch Clair with the ominous bulk of Liathach dominating my view and doubled in reflection in the partially frozen Loch. As the morning progressed and for a brief instant, the rising sun found a gap between both cloud and hills and painted a golden ribbon of sunlight across the dark shoulder of the mountain which neatly reflected beneath the ice skin.

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