Three club members - Richard, Simo and me Jules headed up to the far north western area of Coigach for a couple of days of climbing, walking and jumping off rocks into the sea.
We drove up Friday lunchtime and camped at Altandhu near to a very nice pub. The weather was wet and windy so we took refuge in a partly completed utility building.

The weekend based at Onich was terrific, and I'm sure Russell would have been delighted that we all had such a good time in his memory. I don't intend to monopolise the write-up of the weekend, and it'd be great if others would put in here a few details of what they got up to and how they enjoyed it.

Sharp unpolished bolted limestone.....Blissful!

Rain, rain & yes yet more of the flippin wet stuff!

There was a certain inevitability about it happening. Hopefully, this chaper is closed now and I can go on for another twenty years without being in close proximity to pain.

well, I have found Torridon to be an extraordinary/fantastic/marvellous/incredible/smashing place. Lucky for you I can't find the words and I should stop with the nonsense I write in the trip reports:p, yes, yes I know.

you've just missed some great days out in Torridon:D

The annual spring clean of the Manse hut went like clockwork on Saturday.
The place was painted inside, had a less manky carpet put down and a new fire alarm fitted. The leaky tap outside was also fixed.
In all seven turned up; Karin, Veronika, Scarpa, Martin, Brian Simo and me Jules, and all the work was finished by 3pm.

Twas eight in the morn and driech as ever

Promise of verglas and powder, not sun!

Spurning the north face for untrodden heather

White crests soaring skyward, mists dispersing

crunch of crisp neve, scrape of crampon on rock

oh! such fun!

People! Walkers, Ramblers, en masse

The traditional arête tip-toed along

Knife edge but level and no sudden impasse

Crowds thronging the summit spires

Indicator, Condor, Point five all climbed

A celebration of life!

Descending now into spring like terrain

Last of the snows sliding under the boots

When my coleague told me the exams are in 2 weeks time,not 1, decide to head somewhere next day. Wales was the first on the list (yes, I do have a list:p)..and I really really wanted to get there.

In case I would get lazy,and back-off..I've played same trick..bought tickets in advance.

..I was like a happy vegetable, emmersed in dreams and comfy ..when my friend dropped by.

A sequence of plans from A to C
“A” was a ridge, Castle or Tower
“B” was a route, nice and easy for me
“C” was the Ben, pump up the leg power
But the teeming rain and the cold wind froze
Any ideas of a ridge, Castle or Tower
‘Cos when it’s raining in town, on’t Ben it snows
And all that verglas, would take us for hours
So for Carn Mor Dearg, that was our game
And it’s marvelous arête, all rocky and white
Via a nice pointy ridge, an alternative aim
Alone all the way, until the top and the sight
Of hundreds and thousands, well, ten or so