My first attempt at Ben Nevis was in the middle of July one year. We set off up Carn Mor Dearg, half way up a fine smirr began which gradually got heavier. We were within sight of the summit of CMD for a short time before it disappeared in what had become thickening sleet. By this time I was wearing all the spare gear that had been in my rucksack and was still frozen, so we gave up and returned to the campsite, popping in for a quick distillery tour on the way.
Second attempt about ten years later on a dull overcast August day so with apparently no prospect of a good walk we tried the tourist path. This was heaving with tourists and walkers, including a group from the local ASDA, some of who were wearing gutties with only the best equipped having trainers. They all carried their supplies in carrier bags. Oh how they laughed at us in our full hill walking gear as they ran past us. The view disappeared as we entered the clouds at about 500m and the temperature dropped several degrees. Oh how we laughed at the shivering ASDA mob in their jeans and tee shirts as we strolled past them. At 1200m we walked out of the top of the clouds into blazing sunshine and an aeroplane- like view of the clouds. As we toiled towards the summit, sweat lashing off us, the ASDA mob passed us again...
The view of the CMD arrette with cloud pouring over it like a waterfall was simply stunning and well worth the walk.