Cnoc an Ime: For two days we tramped round the high tops of Islay and Jura in the mist. Finally we found ourselves in sunshine admiring the peaks around Loch Tarbert and sensing how much of the island's allure lies north of the Paps.
Carleatheran: A birthday jaunt in warm May sunshine. Up through the crags and chatting so much on the plateau that we headed wildly off line before spotting the summit mound.
Crogary na Hoe: What a thrill to be back in the Western Isles, particularly in the teeth of the gale which welcomed us at the trig point. The effect was so invigorating that we drove straight to Beinn Mhor for more of the same.
Eaval: An utterly absorbing hill. The approach from Sidinish ended with a frantic dash to the summit before the incoming shower cheated us of the view. No worries - it grazed the top and moved on. On North Lee later that day we met an Aussie staring incredulously over the loch-studded interior, which he likened to a film set.
Eaval (drawing: Colin Brash)
Stulaval et al: Four low hills, a generous helping of Uist bog and a sprinkling of sharp showers provided a tough circuit. Whenever we flagged, the immense views would inspire us afresh.
Beinn Mhor to Hecla: A rapid dash up Maola Breac led to a more intricate traverse to the main top of Beinn Mhor than I recalled. New territory to the north and two hugely enjoyable traverses on firm ground, culminating in a perfect perch on Hecla to reflect on a clean sweep of both Uists.
Windy Hill: You can't really visit Bute for your tenth wedding anniversary and not go up the local Marilyn, can you?
Blencathra: A decent day for December and a simple route up Blease Fell and down Doddick Fell. Intriguing glimpses of Sharp Edge, which will doubtless figure in future plans.
Dirrington Great Law and Black Hill: Traditional escape to the Borders over the festive break, with snow falling further west. Finished the year on Black Hill, a wee gem; the Borders could do with more hills like this.
