The scenery was awesome but climbing up the northern face of this ice clad hill was sheer stupidity. Descent on the south side less treacherous but tricky in shaded crevasses. Most definitely this is a walk for anything but the cold, chilli winter months, especially if you don’t like falling on your bum countless times!
On May-day, in a fairy ring,
We’ve seen them round St Anthon’s spring,
Frae grass the cauler dew draps wring
To weet their een,
And water clear as crystal spring
To synd them clean
‘Auld Reekie’, Robert Fergusson, 1773