We finally received some snow on the mountains after the warmest February on record- GAME ON!
But where to go? Glen Coe? The Ben? DUBAI? Naaah! Let's drive 6 hours in a manky minvan with the most uncomfortable and unadjustable seats in the world all the way up to Torridon for a wee 'muck about' on Beinn Alligin!! Deal 
My brother and I set off straight from work on the Friday afternoon, arriving at the Beinn Alligin car park in darkness. We had a bite to eat, a wee glass of single malt, then settled in for an Abhu Ghraib'esque nights rest.
We got up after 6, had some breakfast, had a pleasant wee chat with a guy from Ireland who had settled in the area (lucky), then we set off through the forest towards Beinn Alligin.
- Approaching the footbridge
We cut off from the usual trail up the horns to check out the situation around the back in Deep South Gully; a route we hoped would have enough snow for an ascent. But alas! It had nowt
- Deep South Gully with less snow on it than a snow cone. Pants.
And so, plan B it was then. A winter traverse of The Horns of Alligin and the two munro's of Sgurr Mor and Tom na Gruagaich in often foul, but sometimes pleasant weather. Enjoy!
- Beinn Dearg looking lovely
- Sgurr Mor
- Beinn Dearg and beyond
- Beinn Dearg left. Liathach right
- Approaching The Horns
- The walk up to the first Horn
- The view back to The Horns of Alligin. Nice!
- Getting down from the winter storms
- Beinn Dearg left. Beinn Eighe middle. Liathach right.
- On the left you can see the big scar on Sgurr Mor, known as Leum na Caillich apparently.
- Looking back up our descent route, Coir nan Laogh
After what turned out to be a truly epic adventure, we decided that we'd deserved to not have to spend another night in that minivan and so we set off to find some flat ground to set up a tent. And we found an ideal spot right across from Liathach-
- Our cosy lodgings for the second night- stuff sleeping in that minivan again!
- The view of Liathach from the tent
Some sirloin steaks, potatoes, and a bottle of Talisker Storm (very appropriate) saw us through til morning when we'd return to the central belt to endure life til the next trip.
- Din dins!
Shame the gully was bare, but the classic traverse ain't a bad plan B! The descent from the last of the horns will have been quite tricky? Great pics and vid. 
