The met office map full of sunny suns proved less than true and it started to snow as we hunkered down by one of the engines. Willie had bought along a 12 person bivvie bag so we enveloped ourselves in that for lunch. We considered completing the run as a large orange centipede we were so cold. My hands went completely numb. But as we set off again the sun came out and we thawed. Read a fuller account in the journal! Oh and the pointy hill we couldn’t identify was Ben Lomond!