Turnertower:
Windy, craggy, claggy and spanielly
Turnertower:
Some snow, Braeriach. It was cold. This is good!
Turnertower:
The Lairig Ghru
Turnertower:
Brrrrrrrrr - freezin ma bahoochie aff on Braeriach
Turnertower:
Loch Coire an Lochan, Braeriach
Turnertower:
Loch Coire an Lochain, Braeriach
Turnertower:
Loch Coire an Lochan, Braeriach
Turnertower:
Loch Coire an Lochan, Braeriach. My new favourite of all the Coire an lochains (of which there are soooo MANY)
Turnertower:
Loch Coire an Lochan, Braeriach
Turnertower:
Coire Brochain with rolling mist
Turnertower:
Stay frosty, especially when your dog tippy toes close to the edge of a gully
Turnertower:
Just to scare you ginger lady, I'll prance around in it like a loon...yeah?
Turnertower:
Solemn scowly face is because my climbing buddy is leaving me just as the Cairngorms are coming into condition :( Poop
Turnertower:
Ooooh hello winter, what's that you say? Where did I leave my climbing balls? Erm, yeah I'll call you back...
Turnertower:
Could be Mars, could be the Cairngorms. Nobody knows
Turnertower:
Nice one Rods, just sit right there. Cheers
Turnertower:
Oi, you. Sun. Not whinging. Nice to see you every now and then in Scotland, but seriously, dude you're getting in ma way...!
Turnertower:
I found the snowz, must roll!
Turnertower:
Quick - cloud's cleared. Make a run for it. 2 seconds later. Ahhh drat
Turnertower:
15 miles in Inov8s. In the Cairngorms. Late November. No cold feet. Not even a slight A over T moment...
Turnertower:
Oooooh moody Gorms
Turnertower:
Too much sun, never too much spaniel ;)
Turnertower:
Rods peering over into the Lairig Ghru
Turnertower:
Don't care if there's too much sun, I think it looks preddy!
Turnertower:
Ahhhh I could sit and stare at light like this all day!
Turnertower:
Oh gawd, I don't know how many times I thought he was going to disappear off the end of the world today! Argh
