Tess on Mullaghcleevun, 849 metres, yesterday. In order to get to the summit she first climbed Black Hill.
Low cloud, navigation with compass and map. And just on the top hints of blue sky.
Ice-cold and high winds. On the way down Tess spotted deer, five or six.
We missed nice weather by about two hours. The luck of the draw.
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