With plans completely cancelled, we decided to mix up New Year: New Year's Eve was an early night, all prepared for an early start.
The early morning wind had whipped the sky, for our viewing pleasure: a sole runner the only other sign of life we saw up there.
Once the colours had settled, we found a more sheltered spot with a different view and protected ourselves inside our bothy bag, filled with bacon butties and coffee cooked freshly on the stove. Camera put away. And started to write dreams for our 2021.
Will we bother with New Year's Eve again? Not sure we will!