With wind rain sleet and snow gusting to around 50 miles per hour, conditions were hardly benign. A savage squall obliterated our view of the pinnacles as we huddled beneath the boot lid of the car waiting for it to clear. When it did the black rock was transformed and the low cloud obligingly created a layer of mist between the stack and the cliff wall permitting a defined outline of the Old man of Storr.

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