Day 11
Monday 22nd May - Driesh to Memus
Daylight woke me and as I peered out of the tent I was greeted by 360 degree unbroken, panoramic FOG. As soon as we were ready to move off an hour or two later the wisdom of last night's bearing back to the summit was brought to bear. Last night's thoughts were of continuing along this ridge south east all the way to Dykehead, but experience suggested we have a bale out route. As we couldn't see a darn thing by mid morning we followed the Shank of Driesh down into the glen and romped along to Dykehead. Not really sad that we weren't on the ridge, because last night's sunset was so stunning. Mustn't be greedy!.
Anyway Dave reminded me that we had better get a shift on as Dykehead had a pub, but we were unsure of lunchtime hours in such a small village. It was a case of pick up the pace or face another day, 'Sans Alcohol'. Imagine our delight to find it was open all day !!!!!!
We eventually wombled, topped up, into the camp site at Memus.
