Having thought I’d be on my own last night, 2 German guys arrived - it turned out the ones Martin and I had seen at Clove Lodge who had got too cold when overnighting at the shooting cabin the night before. They were good company - and managed to get the stove lit which made the Hut that bit more homely. I had the best sleep in awhile. I’d gone outside at 3:45 and seen dawn on the horizon. I left shortly after 9 having got up at 7:30. The sky was clear and the view was breath-taking. The way to Garrigill is along the Corpse Road - notoriously long and arduous. Today I have to admit that is how it seemed to me. I was determined to enjoy the scenery but all was quiet and very few birds were about. You can see the road winding up and down through the hills for miles and the descent down to the village seemed to go on a long time. But make it I did, arriving shortly after 12 and I stopped for coffee, yoghurt and a Wispa Gold from the post office. I sat out on the village green enjoying the...