The clamber up the flank of Ben Nevis is entertaining enough. I may have lost the path but I am not concerned, I am enjoying the clamber up the huge boulders. Care has to be taken in making sure that the boulders are not loose. Eventually, the gradient eases. The summit plateau is suddenly upon me. I have arrived at the summit of Ben Nevis. There are people everywhere. Some are sitting by the ruins of the observatory. Others are taking selfies on the raised platform at the true summit. Some are looking south over the Mamores, Glencoe and beyond. A few are looking west, to the islands of Mull, Rum and Skye and others looking north to peaks that I do not yet truly know. Which one is Ladhar Bheinn? I wonder. Can I make out Torridon from here? What of Glen Shiel? Supposedly, one can see over one hundred Munros from up here. I am blessed with a clear day in which to take in the endless sea of high land around.
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