Terry shouts down "come Nic, there's nothing to it"

Just ram your foot in the snow and use your poles

 A bit aprehensive, never done and walks in snow before

The views, glimpst through curtains of mist make it all worth while

A waterfall in a deep gorge to my right crashed down the mountain to the corrie below

We took the wrong route, fooled by little yellow splashes of paint

This little bird hopped around terry's feet for ages, he has a way with birds....

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

  

Come on Nic!

Just a small walk up

Erm, are you sure

View down to the lake

Where are we?

Terry's little friend

 

            

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