Scott and I got up early with the our sights on going to Glen Clova and finding some ice to climb.  We got there with no issues, as we were checking out the new forestry commission ‘facilities’, I hear Scott shout a very rude work.  First off, I thought Scott had had an accident and soiled himself.  But no, the plum had forgotten his harness.  I would like to reiterate Mr May – Oh COCK.

After a large amount of abuse we searched around in the car for anything that might be able to be used as a harness, no such chance.  So we had no choice but to decide to go for a ski.

So we skied up to Loch Brandy and up the Snub where Scott learnt the art of jump turning so that I can drag him down some steeper stuff with me.  As we got to the top of it the weather changed

It can’t be seen in the picture above but it was raining heavy with a strong wind knocking us about.  Today was obviously one of those days it was just not meant to be.  Scott and I decided that it was time to call it quits and retreat. 

We found a great gully with good spring snow and had a great ski down although a little short.

The day ended with a visit to Baby Kyle and his mum.  He was loving sitting on my lap, and soon as Scott took him he cried.  He blatantly prefers me.