After a night with a headache (Mieke), a sore leg (Ruurd) and droves and droves of midges, we break up and retreat through gloomy Glen Arnisdale. From the very low clouds rain starts to fall immediately and increases steadily. Beinn Sgritheall stays invisible. So we give up and retreat through the glen.
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