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To announce plans in advance when not necessary is always an error. Last year we declared a target for 2002 was to bag the top ten Corbetts, all new to us. Fortunately we qualified that with 'or as many of them as we can'. That proved to be just one - Leum Uilleim from Corrour. All the same a good year again, with over 100 days out on the hill. Inevitably Scotland proved to be the most productive bagging ground, but a fair few ascents were made in England too. Wales hardly featured with only a handful of new Marilyns.
The first Scottish trip of the year brought some fine weather in the Rannoch/Tummel glen, where we managed to wipe out all but one of the remaining Marilyns. On Mull the weather took its revenge and we were blown about and doused on nearly every day out. Having said that the weather was the best we've ever had on the island - a measure of how poor things have been on previous visits. From Mull we moved to Arisaig. In the last few years a fair bit of time has been spent in region 18 and section 10D - hills sadly neglected during the Munro-bagging days. Concentrating on the lower Marilyns of the Morar area we had the best of the conditions, as Corbetts to the east were generally well clouded and showered. What a splendid collection of hills these are; rampantly steep and aggressively rugged, they gave us superb walking and views, especially out west to the islands. We had an unusual meeting with an Edinburgh-based group of Spaniards as we made a non-residing visit to Peanmeanach bothy beyond Cruach Doir'an Raoigh.
Surely the two best days of the year were both non-bagging Munro days on club meets. Stob Ghabhar in May and the pinnacles of An Teallach in June, both days were exquisite. The An Teallach outing was from a base at Poolewe when we had the best run of good weather days in the north-west Highlands for some years.
August saw our wettest ever Alpine trip - hutting on and around the Gross Venediger in Austria - and a thin month for Marilyns, though Sighty Crag gave us one of the most tedious and wearying bags of the year.
A hefty load of snow at the end of October made our week near to Spean Bridge interesting; several Grahams and one of the Glen Roy Carn Deargs claimed then.
Some late-year mopping-up of mid-north English Marilyns plus a few gathered earlier takes us to having very few English ones within easy range of home. Sue reckons we need a jaunt down to the south; easy pickings that way but it's hard to contemplate - 300 miles south would have us in Kent, 300 miles north would mean Glen Affric or Glen Shiel.
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