This was one of those mad days in the Highlands. The Wife dropped me off in Glen Shiel and went back to our warm hotel bed for a sleep. I plowed up through driving rain, and I'm sure every single variety of cloud, and onto the ridge. Soaked through, I was treated to the full force of an icy wind, which I thought was a bit rude. However, the rude wind did it's job, and moulded the clouds into some incredible contortions. The day ended with sunburn and a bath in the stream. This was one of those mad days in the Highlands.