Preparation was the usual OS check and as the hill is in Angus I can be fairly certain there wil be a report from either GraemeD or The Rodmiester to read before setting off - there was (from both)!
Parking opposite Over Craig near Drumore Loch there is loads of space to get the car safely off the road and out of the way.
- Parking by roadside
Walking past the open gate and on to the track for no more than about forty yards I immediately turned left, crossed a low wall and then followed the fire break straight uphill.
- Fire break
It's then just a case of following a straight line up the hill which is quite steep in places.
- Continuing up the hill
Looking back towards Over Craig.
- Over Craig through the low cloud
Crossing the wall at the exact point described by The Rodmiester I got my left boot caught in a snare.
- The Rodmiester becoming a tad competitive about his sub 2000's???
After a few seconds of trying brute force I realised there was a catch I could pull towards me so I could release my foot from the trap. Last week a psycho Pheasent attack, this week snared.............next week??
Carrying on above the tree line I found myself paying a bit more attention to where I was walking but no more snares were encountered.
Summit now in view.
- Five minutes from the summit
And the summit is reached.
- Meall Mor summit cairn
One of those days where the view was the same in every direction..........a dull grey murky nothing so nothing to do but head straight back down to the car.
On the way down there was a fleeting glimpse of Drumore Loch.
- Drumore Loch through the mist
The walk back down the hill takes longer than expected as the wet conditions make the grass and rocks pretty slippery so worth taking care.
All done in an hour but not much point in going on to Badandun Hill in this mist so time to head for home earlier than expected...................unless, would this be a good day to walk..............................
Anyhow, I wonder whatever scrape you'll get into next on these wee Subs. 
Psycho pheasant, The Rodmiester's snare....... Next thing you'll be telling us you've been and gone and had a run-in with the ****hole farmer of Turin Hill! 
