It's been quite challenging the past few days knowing what/where to go. So, for some bizarre reason we thought we would ski the length of Catrin.
Planning a trip is always going to throw up problems and the latest plan was no exception. In true Di & Catrin fashion, this was completely last minute and for a whole day we flustered around setting up all the logistics and getting into place.
Our plan was to ski from Corrour to Braemar and was completely condition dependant. Thankfully as soon as we stepped off the platform at Corrour, the skis were on. It would have been a sorry state of affairs if we had to get the first train out the following morning due to lack of snow.
The weather Gods looked down on us on Saturday and with a strong Westerly wind blowing up our arses we made good progress along Loch Ossian.
From the East end of the Loch we encountered near perfect conditions - both over head and underfoot and we whizzed along the glen towards Bealach Dubh.
As Catrin put it "she skied like a hero" descending into Ben Alder Forest. This actually translates as: "I actually am a skier although you wouldn't think it looking at the way I have come down."
We stupidly decided not to come out via The Fara and had 8 km of black concrete track to contend with from Ben Alder Lodge. 9 hours later and very smug we arrived at Dalwhinnie.
However, it was mother nature who had the last laugh this morning as she decided that we had too good a time yesterday and decided to strip off any last slivers of snow. So, today we spent the whole morning recovering cars :( Instead of skiing the length of Catrin, we only skied to her tummy ....
Skies now packed away (for a few days anyway) and the tools are poised.
Huge shout out to Braemar Mountain Sports for sorting Catrin out with a set of skis so that she could actually enjoy the ski.