|Heading towards the Horses Glen|
|Impressive upper buttress|
|The stunning cliffs of the north face|
|Some weather all around|
|Spot the runners|
Frank was understandably still feeling the effects of his recent successful climb of Aneto, the highest summit of the Pyrenees and he struggled a bit on the steep pull to the top of Mangerton North. But we got there and descended to the col between it and Mangerton where we enjoyed a bite of lunch and looked at the procession of runners that were taking part in the annual Mangerton run. The speed and fitness of the leaders was impressive to behold but we were having an altogether more sedate outing. We set off across the arete to the summit of Mangerton and here our luck with the weather ran out and we got a proper drenching with big old drops of thundery rain quickly soaking through all of our rain gear. I have to say I actually enjoyed the rain as it had been a while since I had gotten such a good soaking and it becomes quite refreshing after a while. As we descended and the rain eased we could see across into the Black Valley which looked amazing in the brooding moody weather. We weren't too long getting back to the car where a change into nice dry clothes and it felt great. Our usual coffee was enjoyed in town and again we were well happy with our day. I am looking forward to our next outing again soon.
|The Black Valley and the Reeks looking moody|
|Tell me why we do this again :o)|