Love is ...

... walking Munros when you know you could be ticking Corbetts.

I had written today off a few days ago when I saw the weather forecast and seeing that it is blowing 80mph at the top station on Cairngorm, I'm not sad to be inside at all.

I call these days enforced rest days with the crux of the day clearing the backlog of emails. 

This is probably a very good thing since on Saturday I'm the after dinner speaker at the 25th Anniversary AGM for the Association of Mountaineering Instructors.  I've always said that I would never speak to my peers but since it's all about Skimo Scotland, an exception to the rule must be made.

Looking forward to a good heckling ...