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This is not the way it should be!
Villages in the glens experiencing temperatures of 16°C; deep blue skies from dawn till dusk; scarce a breath of wind—and on February 12! Indeed, it was so summer-like that I had to remove my sweater within five minutes of setting off—and it was only once reaching the saddle at 900 metres that protection was required from cool winds funnelling across the corrie.
Overall, this was a memorable winter's day. A day in a thousand. An experience you could wait years to repeat.