There are pictures of me somwhere on the internerd cruising the trails between Kingussie and Newtonmore with a large can of Stella in hand (there was no real beer to be had) my beard was freshly shaven that morning.
I shortly followed this activity by climbing into a canoe (yes one of those open things) and spent the next few hours trying not to drop my beer as we paddled down the spey.
Next morning I had a stinking hangover but led the climb up to the Larig Ghru where we had a blast… then headed back to Glenfeshie and climbed some hill there, and had a beer at the top.
screaming back down the hill we ended up back in Kingussie, filthy, happy and went for more beer!(i got a proper one this time none of that lager pish or fruity rubbish)
I was one of the guides 😀
Cracking weekend.