Buachaille Etive Mòr and Glen Coe

What do you do when you're supposed to be searching for jobs and just can't face it? Jump in the car at 4pm on the spur of the moment, head to Glen Coe, climb a mountain and camp at the top, of course.

Decided to have a go at hauling the camera & camping gear up this time. Wasn't too bad, though I was light on food and clothing. So it was a hungry, cold night - and very uncomfortable, rolling about on rocks.

Still downloading the shots (seems to take forever now), so don't know yet if this is the best of the bunch. Bed is calling. Not before a stiff drink.