Sunday Morning, Coming down Glen Rosa

Just walked down from Glen Rosa after a tempestuous sleepless night sheltering behind a rock up on The Saddle. It felt like the wind would lift me and the tent right down Glen Sannox. The peace and calm of the early morning manicured road to Brodick Castle was a welcome paradox. Goatfell still brooding at the summit - but everything down here new and fresh after a spring clean from the May Queen.

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