Well I have been back in Scotland for a week now and its been jam packed. Unfortunately I don't seam to be able to find reliable internet, so can't upload any photos to my blog. For that matter I can't even write a particularly good blog to upload, the internet inevitably drops out or the website crashes at critical moments. 

So instead why not have a look at my twitter or instagram for pictures and updates. I will upload the blog entries when I find some internet that works properly. 

Ring of Steall - 10/2/15
Stop Ban and Mullach nan Coirean - 11/2/15
Number 3 and 4 Gullies and the CMD Arete - Ben Nevis 12/2/15
Stop Dubh and Stob Coire Raineach - 13/2/15
Sugar Breac and A' Chailleach - Ullapool - 14/2/15
Sugar nan Clach Geal - Ullapool - 15/2/15
Twin Ribs - Cairngorms 16/2/15
Jacobs Ladder - Cairngorms 17/2/15

Back to the Mamores again today. James and I headed to tick of the two most Western Munros in the Mamores. We parked up midway down Glen Nevis and headed uphill. It was warm work. Heading almost strait up the hill from a cold start. The North Ridge of Stob Ban is an interesting slightly technical ridge. After what felt like an eternity of slogging up hill we crested the ridge proper. Here it turned slightly more interesting. The scrambling involved the use of hands and axes to make our way round, over and between sticking up rocks. Unfortunately this was so engaging that I forgot to take any photos! 

I know so you have all stopped reading. I'm sorry I will attempt to take more photos in the future. However we carried on till we reached our first summit before turing round and navigating towards our second Munro of the day. This second summit provided interest of a different kind. It was a wider plateau and very very white. We navigated our way to the summit cairn where we gratefully took shelter and had a bite of lunch. 

After lunch we quickly left the summit and followed a narrow ridge East towards the waiting van. Here the wind picked up and movement was interesting. Fortunately we made it back to the van unscathed, but tired. 

I met up with James at Bank Street Lodge in Fort William Last night (Monday) to discuss plans for today. After a quick look at the weather we decided to take on the classic Ring of Steall in the Mamores, at the end of Glen Nevis. This little mountain jaunt takes in four Munros over 16km and has 1676m of assent. Guide book times are 9-12h, in summer, So its actually quite a long day out. 

Oh and if this wasn't daunting enough, the highlight of the route is the aptly named Devil's Ridge. This knife edge ridge is made slightly more interesting by a rocky "tooth" that sits in the middle and poses an awkward obstacle. 

We met early and headed off down Glen Nevis. We left the car park at a brisk pace and quickly found ourselves at the notorious "Wire Bridge". We wobbled our way over this contemplating the wet ending that awaited us should we slip and land in the river below us. We the bog hopped and heather slogged our way up the mountain towards our first summit.

We quickly found our way onto the summit of An Gearanach. On route we had met a couple who decided to turn back. We headed on. The summit was quite un remarkable. Just a small top on a long ridge. Following the ridge we made our way onto eh op of Stob Coire a' Chairn. So far the ridge had been narrow but nothing to write home about. Although if it was narrow and scary the last thing I would be doing is writing home and telling mum. Anyway a slightly longer section of ridge let us to Am Bodach. This mountain I was particularly glad to finally summit. Jess and I tried from Kinlochleven several years ago and last year Sarah and I tried from the same way, both times we had to turn back.

After Am Bodach we made our way round towards the Devils ridge. This, I'm afraid to say, did not live up to its fearsome reputation. We sauntered along it until we reached a small rock tooth, we awkwardly climbed round it and I was confronted by the second set of people of the day. They were very uncommunicative and James and I thought that they were leaving it pretty late to be starting the route. Anyway we carried on till we reached the summit of Sgurr a' Mhaim, our final Munro of the round. 

From here it was an easy but dull walk down a broad shoulder of the mountain back to the Glen below. I was glad to be back at the van. I must confess that I was slightly disappointed by the route. I'm sure that with better visibility it would have been spectacular, but it felt like a bit of a long plod. My hair did freeze in an amusing way though.