"... Glen Coe and Lochaber ...They had everything: peak, plateau, precipice, the thinnest of ridges, and green valley, all set between the widest of wild moors and a narrow sea loch - they were Baghdad and Samarkand, at once the home and the goal of the pilgrim. " - WH Murray Undiscovered Scotland
I'd not been here in Winter before. And even in other months I've just barely scratched the surface of Glen Coe. None of the four of us were very optimistic about the conditions on the drive North (too much a damp, green landscape around us), but on the higher ground we did find Winter still in charge. This trip was great from my point of view, although it was not altogether successful. We camped at the Red Squirrel. We plotted, drank and steam dried at the Clachaig Inn.