Meanwhile....
After meeting the guys in the Bridge of Lochay Hotel, I drove eastwards on moonlit snowy roads past Loch Tay and over to Blairgowrie where I'd arranged to meet Nobby in his Mazda Bongo campervan - the plan was to head up to Glenshee, camp in the carpark and be first on the slopes in the morning... Al & Lindsay were coming up too but they saw sense and got a room at the Spittal of Glenshee hotel. It was midnight when we reached Glenshee - the final pull up the pass was like driving in winter Norway, hard compacted snow on the road and white out conditions (so that's what snow poles are for at the side of the road)
Nobby slept in the van - but I prefer a tent so we pitched the tent in the lee of Glenshee ski centre buildings - by this time it was a whiteout with 60mph winds so I improvised and weighted the tent down with heavy road cones. The Big Agnes Seedhouse tent is a lightweight backpacking tent which we use on the summer wild camping weekends - it doesnt have snow vallances on the flysheet and the inner is mostly constructed of mozzy mesh - this meant that the wind constantly drove a small, powdery and increasingly expanding drift in - but I was really warm in my two down sleeping bags and two sleeping mats - and slept well until woken up by the piste bashers and snow ploughs preparing the car park at first light.
The wind put all piste skiing plans on hold and the now shut snow gate on the Glenshee road prevented Al & Lindsay from meeting up, or from actually getting anywhere in a hurry at all - so Nobby and I headed northwards down to Braemar village where the wind had certainly abated - walking up the northern slopes of Morvern, the 800m lump which overlooks the village (skinned up the first part but found that the heather was catching the skis too much so we found that it was more efficient to carry the skis for most of the ascent - meeting two walkers (who conveniently broke trail) and one descending cross country skier all day. After three hours of snow bashing to get up, the descent was a mere twenty minutes or so by snowed-in landrover track before a final couple of miles flat x-c skiing, surrounded by snow covered hills back to the village. Ace!
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