ALTHOUGH I only lived in Glen Coe for three years, my time as a barman at the Clachaig Inn had a disproportionate impact on my life. I didn’t have a car, so I spent a lot of time climbing the local hills. And the one I climbed more often than any other was Bidean nam Bian.
You might think that I’d be bored of Bidean by now, but the great thing about this mountain is that you can climb it by many different approaches – and they
