Drowning on Dorsal

Wet is just not a strong enough word to describe the weather in Glencoe today. I was out on Dorsal Arete which we reached after wading up the path (which was having an identity crisis and was assuming the guise of a river). The girls did very well demonstrating the butterfly and the front crawl to make progress up the route. There was a little firm snow around (we experienced some showers of sleety snow above 900m) and plenty of ice being exposed as the snow retreats.