Finishing what I started

unless testosterone is no longer doing what it once did, its effects remain largely unnoticed, as they blend into the ordinary conduct of life

Munro since diagnosis #183

13:30 – Glas Bheinn Mhòr (M145), 3271ft, 997m

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Turning sixty

never be more than two of cold, tired, wet and hungry

Munro since diagnosis #180

14:00 – Ben Lomond (M184), 3196ft, 974m

What greater logistical challenge can there be than gathering together a group of people at the base of a mountain at a specific date and time? And what is the chance, having chosen a particular mountain, a specific date and a time, that the weather will be clement and that all in the party will experience views from the summit? Continue reading “Turning sixty”