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The following report has been received from Steve Hazlett:
Arriving at Lagangarbh around midnight after a detour to the Kingshouse lounge, the walk from car to hut under starry skies promised a good day for the Saturday. Having met George, Benny, Ian, Dennis, and John in the Kingy, we proceeded to polish off Benny's Glenfiddich before turning in.
Breakfast on Saturday was a slightly hurried affair as a postage stamp sized area of blue sky enticed us out on the hill with that most stupid of ideas: that it would be a good day. The Club Secretary and Carl had already set off to tramp the snowy tops of Aonach Mor and Beag. The bodies left in the hut were all in agreement when it was suggested by Benny that the Aonach Eagach would be a nice pre-dinner day on the hill. Leaving the top car park for the steep ascent were (1) Benny, (2) Ian, (3) George, (4) John, (5) Dennis, (6) John McGregor, (7 & 8) his two guests, (9 & 10) Iain and David Cumming, and (11) myself, making up one of those large parties often seen these days. I must say that the work done on the first few hundred feet of the path was most impressive. The ridge, as ever, was a most enjoyable excursion, made all the more interesting by the way a very warm and still mist was hanging in all the gullies below us but still very grey above. A very rain-forest type atmosphere. We did get the odd glimpse of the hills to the North, but there was not a camera to be seen all day. A good hour saw us down the steep path beside the Clachaig Gully to my car that I had earlier left to shuttle the drivers back up the glen.
Back in the hut and after what must be a first for me at a meet (a shower) saw the arrival of Ian Angel, Colwyn Jones and John Bickerdike, who had been over to have a look at Carnivore but decided that a walk up the Buachaille was just as good. The A.G.M. was uneventful apart from the late appearance of the President, who had been writing his after dinner speech all day. The speech itself was very memorable if only for the heckling and its length. I must congratulate Sandy for doing a fine job in front of a noisy audience.
Sunday was similar to what I can remember of my past dinner meets: some members off home, some hanging around the hut, and some bagging a hill on the way down the road. This is what George, John, Dennis, and I did; this time we chose Meall a'Bhuiridh (a short day). It was good to be back in the company of the Club. Two good days on the hills, the crack was good, the ale better. See youse soon.
Stevie.

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