Easter Road

Previously featured here; there has been something of a resurrection, a rebirth. It was painted black last winter when the yard was used by a pop up Christmas tree seller and slowly, the tags have crept back until recently up popped Cigs. A home to 6 now; three green,, three black.

I wandered up with long time climbing buddy Weird Al. (He's not Weird, its just how he's listed thus on my ohone. He is called Al, though. Compleatist 5285; we've done a few mountains together, most memorable Sgurr na h-Ulaidh. Three of us in wintry conditions, taking three different routes down; stupidity incarnate. We survived, but fuck knows how/
But today was a more modest yomp round the block talking about our mate Baz and how best to help him.
Still found time to nab a Cigs though.