Three things happened last night:
1: we were both convinced that we heard a sheep baaaaaaa on the plateau.
2: at the start of the route, there was an almighty thunder rumble than never came to anything.
3: we both saw a beastie in loch avon and the only possible explanation would be an otter unless Nessie has gone on holiday.
We opted for a route that neither of us had done, 'Whispers' - a great route when you certainly haven't got any finger strength :)