Weather/Conditions: Clear night time. Not the inversions I'd hoped for, but it was good.
Distance/Ascent/Time: 3.6km / 400m / 1h 35m
Accompanying: Alone

This was amazing in the weirdest way. On Wednesday I'd had 8 hours at university. I got home pretty tired. I went to Dave's for a 5 hour climbing session (and Japanese-game-show-watching...) and drove home at 4am feeling wrecked. But I was listening to Marillion in the car and took a drive out of the town to let the last song of the album end.

It was as I was driving up to "Rainbow Hill" that my headlights caught the fog banks, glowing by the light of a high Moon. And then I caught sight of a sheet of glowing fog unbroken - at the far end; the dark shapes of Dumgoyne, Dumfoyn and Slackdhu.

So from being completely ready for bed, I got totally charged up. An inversion and moonlight. I can't miss this. I first thought about doing some photography not far from home. And then I thought about climbing Dumgoyne...

I went home and packed: tripod, camera, long lens, got a bit of juice in the camera battery. Stocked up on tea, packed a couple of biscuits and set off. I parked at Glengoyne, traded trainers for boots (it was wet) and walked up in the dark feeling wrecked.

The summit was calm enough that I got totally carried away taking pictures. I hadn't got the inversions I'd hoped for - there were just wisps near home. But it was good to be up anyway - the Moon, stars, lights of Glasgow and the Southern Highlands all out.

Realising I had to get home, I scampered off the summit and drove home. I finally got to bed at half 7, having been up for more than 24 hours. I'd been in uni for 8 of them, bouldered for another 5 then finally dashed out to Dumgoyne in the wee hours of the morning.

I was pretty wrecked when I got to sleep.