Ben Avon adieu

Ben A'an is not quite in the top drawer of most remote mountains in Britain. But it is still a long way from anywhere. It was one of the last few Munros for Angela. And I wanted a return visit. 

In the early evening we walked westwards from Invercauld on estate roads through woodland then rising as a moorland track. After a couple of hours, often steadily uphill, the track enters a narrow valley cut into the moorland skyline. Gleann an t' Slugain, or the Fairy Glen. Here at around...