Whoo-hoo!
That's this year's big mountain done, with no injuries this time. Ben Cruachan is, however a mean mutha of a mountain compared to Cader Idris. About 700' higher, and the last 1000' up from the bealach is deceptive. It's basically a boulder field all the way to the top, and we got hailed on. Most of the day the weather was glorious, so I'm not going to complain. The four fit bunnies completed the horseshoe, and the other three of us just went directly back down, satisfied that we'd had a gentlmen's day out on the mountain. The serious errors were (a) leaving my daysack with cameras and knee & ankle supports on a chair in my kitchen, and (B) not taking a bottle to the top to celebrate. There was, however, much consumption of Islay malt in the evening.