Finally a decent forecast. It had been a fickle season so far.
Winter climbers were making their winter pilgrimages to the Northern Corries that Friday night and we were on the M74 with them all.
We woke up to snow and gales in the Coire na Ciste car park. Stove lit, tea brewed, pack donned.
Creagan Cha-no was our crag of choice and we were psyched to get up there. North-East facing it would hopefully be sheltered from the strong winds that were forecast and with its short punchy mixed routes would hopefully be in good nick.
The vast plateau was like an artic tundra and deeply pleasing to traverse. As we reached the crag, huge cornices overhung the gullies like crazy whopping marshmallows. Not the kind of things to be underneath today - avalanche roulette. Thankfully further along there were a few routes that looked good to abseil down to.