Maol Chean-dearg, 10 November 2019

An encouraging weather forecast did not disappoint.  The conditions in Glencarron were excellent, and we decided to ascend Maol Chean-dearg from Coulags.  There had been a hard frost, and the ground was well frozen – handy for negotiating boggy country.  The first part of the walk up the glen was by the track to the new hydro dam.  There are few suitable glens these days without a run-of-the-river scheme; much less intrusive than the windfarms.

An Ruadh-Stac

Past the stone where legendary hero Fionn tethered his dog when he went off to fight the baddies, then take the track to the left towards the col.  We cast a few longing glances up at An Ruadh-Stac; padding up the slabs is great on a summer’s day, but route-finding on the way down can be awkward – and slippery in these conditions!  We left it for another day.

At the col, we left the path leading over to Torridon and struck off right up the hill path;  well-defined in most places, but crossing a few boulder fields.  The weather had been calm up until this point; we started to feel the wind chill heading onto the higher slopes.  By the top the visibility was superb, but we were glad of the shelter of the elaborate cairn.  Great views north to Torridon, west to the Applecross hills, south to Ben Nevis, east to the Monar hills…..

A well-deserved summit break

After a lengthy photographic stop at the summit we reluctantly headed back down the same way, stopping off at the bothy for some food and drink and getting back to the car at dusk, around 4.30; late enough for this time of year.  But we cheered ourselves with the thought that the sun will be coming back towards us in around six weeks’ time!

The day was rounded off by a visit to the Ledgowan Hotel in Achnasheen and their ever-welcoming hosts, blazing fire and comfortable armchairs.  The team this time was Daniel, Masoud, Michael, Dougie and Ewen.

Kinlochleven, 25-26 October 2019

The view from my window of snow on Ben Wyvis on Friday morning had me excitedly scrabbling around to find my ice axe as I packed for the Kinlochleven meet. Alas, it was a false promise of early season soft, unconsolidated snow, but hopefully an early portent of good things to come.

Kinlochleven, since the closure of the Alcan plant twenty years ago, has been transforming itself from a factory town into a tourist destination and centre for mountain pursuits. The town is surrounded on three sides by mountains with networks of walking and biking trails, it is an important staging point on the West Highland Way and hosts the Ice Factor which contains the world’s biggest indoor ice climbing wall. In the last few years the surrounding mountains have been the venue for the series of extreme Scottish Skyline races – the Mamores Vertical Kilometre, the Ben Nevis Ultra, The Ring of Steall Skyline and the Glen Coe Skyline – all of which start or finish, or start and finish, at Kinlochleven.

Ascending Glas Bheinn, Buachaille Etive Mor in the background

The assiduous reader will have noted that little has been said, so far, of the towering peaks ascended or the feats of derring do undertaken by your correspondent and his companions, however, the photo at the top of this report demonstrates otherwise; it shows Garbh Beinn, Kinlochleven and Beinn na Caillich, with Mam na Gualainn behind.
Saturday saw two parties ascend, in squally weather, a quite unprepossessing Corbett – Glas Bheinn – which lies between Loch Eilde Mor and the Blackwater Reservoir. Despite the modest size of the hill itself, its position – with the Mamores to the North, Glencoe to the South and Ben Alder to the east – gave superb mountain views. One party descended below the dam of the Reservoir to visit the small graveyard for men who were killed in the construction of the Reservoir.  Some of them perished in winter weather walking back to camp from the Kingshouse, others in the construction of the dam which is nearly one kilometre long and was the last major dam built without mechanised help, with 3000 navvies employed in its construction.

Proof of snow, Glas Bheinn

Your correspondent also summitted Garbh Bheinn to the South of Loch Leven in fairly windy conditions on Friday and, on Sunday with Robin, traversed Beinn na Caillich and Mam na Gualainn, on the north side of Loch Leven.   Dougie and Michael were thwarted in their ascent of Fraochaidh from Glen Duror by a missing bridge over the River Duror, and by forestry plantations. Other lesser hills were ascended en route home.
Participants: Arthur, Steve, Michael, Dougie, Kirsty R., Jim, Ewen, Ian (guest), Peter, Marion, Robin.

Glenelg Hills, 13 October 2019

The road sign at the entrance to Glenelg proclaiming that it is twinned with Glenelg, Mars always raises a smile as you head to the Skye Ferry or the Beinn Sgritheall hills.  
We were aiming for  a pair of sibling Corbetts – Beinn nan Caorach and Beinn na h-Eaglaise – which, it turned out had been visited before by only one of our party and then only Beinn nan Caorach had been climbed by your correspondent.  With that sketchy claim to local knowledge the party set off from Corran at the road end for the track into Coire Chorsalain to pick up the grassy east ridge of Beinn nan Caorach to the accompanying roaring of rutting stags on the hillside below.

Beinn na h-Eaglaise and Beinn Sgritheall from Beinn nan Caorach

The weather turned out much better than forecasts earlier in the week had led us to anticipate. Ascending the ridge and at the summit we had superb views of Knoydart and the Small Isles round to Skye, interrupted only by the looming bulk of Beinn Sgritheall, and then northwards to the Torridon hills.  The views eastwards gave a hint of building cloud and a chill in the wind prompted us to move on. We descended easily to the wide, grassy Bealach Dhruim nam Bo (“bealach of the ridge of the cows”). This was obviously popular country for cattle grazing, because apart from the bealach there was Druim nam Bo itself, two separate corries with that name and a burn named Allt Coire Dhruim nam Bo.  Although we had seen a fine herd of cattle in Glen Arnisdale, there were no sign of any this high on the hill.

A relaxed group on Beinn na h-Eaglaise overlooking Loch Hourn

The steep pull up the North East ridge of Beinn na h-Eaglaise soon had us on the airy summit, with even steeper slopes dropping away to Loch Hourn.  The breeze had dropped, and a spot just a little way south of the summit was a fine place to linger and drink in the views across Loch Hourn to Knoydart and across the Sound of Sleat to the Small Isles. The toughest bit of the day was the descent off, with my knees complaining about it even on the following day.  We headed off on the easiest ground to Beinn Bhuidhe, then picked our way down the steep, but nowhere difficult, ground back to the track up Glen Arnisdale.

It was altogether a very nice day in a special place.  The fairly long drive to Corran and the fact that we neither met nor saw anyone else all day added to the sense of remoteness of these hills. Participants: Dougie, Dan, Michael, Helen, Robin, Arthur.

Dun Flodigarry, Skye, 27-28 September 2019

A young lady in white trainers and pink jacket emerged out of the mist as she descended the muddy path from the summit of Meall na Suiramach. We felt distinctly over-dressed and over-equipped in our full hillwalking gear among the end of season tourists seeking out famous film locations on Skye.  Although we climbed past the Needle to the Table in the Quiraing we saw no sign of Macbeth, Snow White or the Huntsman. The photo above is looking south along the Trotternish Ridge to Cleat and Bioda Buidhe from the Quiraing path.
In truth, neither the visitors nor the midgies bothered us much on this weekend. On the Storr most visitors did not venture much beyond the Old Man, and on the Quiraing few folk ventured past the Prison. The lower slopes of the hills were no busier than Ben Lomond or Ben Nevis, and once past the main attractions we saw relatively few people.

Heading up to the Needle at the Quiraing

After some grumbling about paying for parking, Saturday saw most of the party head up past the Old Man of Storr across Coire Scamadal to the Storr summit and then on to Hartaval for a short day.  The completion of the new car parking, toilets and footpath should make significant and much needed improvements to the badly degraded route to the Old Man.  
A visit to look for Sauropod footprints at An Corran at Staffin completed our afternoon. The evening entertainment was provided by a school of porpoises feeding in Poldorais – “The bay of the burying place” – below the hostel between Skye mainland and Eilean Flodigarry.

View from the Table at the Quiraing

Sunday saw us approach the Quiraing from Loch Langaig rather than the usual parking place on the Staffin to Uig road. That approach, and a north to south traverse of Meall na Suiramach, kept us out of the crowd for a bit until our return via the main path from the car park through the Quiraing.  Again the number of visitors did not detract greatly from the tottering cliffs and pinnacles.  Most of the people we spoke to seemed to be from Europe or the United States – perhaps a reflection of the exchange rates. A really enjoyable meet was enhanced by the excellent Dun Flodigarry hostel.
Participants: John, Arthur, Michael, Robin, Wendell, Masoud, Rob (potential new member), Peter, Marion, Sarah, Jim.

Grey Corries, 15 September 2019

We paid our respects to the slightly scary figure of the Wee Minister on the track above Corriechoillie.  The plaque at the wooden statue says it is of the Reverend John McIntosh but I am told that local opinion favours it being Dr Thomas Chalmers, the first Moderator of the local Free Church. Once we got through the forest and onto open ground the group split. The keen squad of Dougie, Dan and Masoud strode off up the hill for a trio of Grey Corries Munros. The remainder of the group continued for a bit up the Lairig Leacach track for a brace of Corbetts.

The Grey Corries

Dougie, Masoud and Dan report that they had a grand but tiring day on the three Munros. They made a traverse of the Grey Corries from Stob Choire Claurigh as far as Sgurr Choinnich Mor, prior to returning back along the ridge as far as Stob Coire Easain before descending its north ridge. The ascent of the first hill, Stob Choire Claurigh, was mired in rain and wind and demanded a bit of compass work. Happily, whilst resting on the top the weather backed off and blue skies appeared. Following the second Munro there was an unanimous decision that a third was needed. However, the notorious exit through the forest plantation below Stob Coire Easain’s north ridge knocked the stuffing out of three tired bodies and on finally descending there was a unanimous view that the third Munro was probably a wrong decision.  A late return to the vehicles meant a drive straight back home without a pub stop – but it was a nice day out.

The Innses group

The rest of the party headed for the two rocky Corbetts of Cruach Innse and Sgurr Innse to the east of the Larig Leacach. On the summit of Cruach Innse, we discovered that we had gained an additional companion – a solo walker from Aberdeen who was having a week Corbett bagging. A steepish descent to the bealach led on to the rockier ascent of Sgurr Innse with its myriad of hillwalker’s trails trying to find the best way through the rocks and crags, although it was nowhere difficult. A descent – possibly by the same way – stroll along the track and very brief interlude in the Spean Bridge Hotel bar completed the day.

Participants: Arthur, Dougie, Dan, Masoud, Shauna (potential new member), Wendell, Michael, Kirsty R., Robin, Andreas and a.n.other.

Glencoe, 30-31 August 2019

The SMC hut at Lagangarbh – photo above – was the venue for this meet; we had most of the twenty available bunks. We were joined by a group of four who took up the SMC places, but even this young and fit group thought twice about tackling one of the easier ridges of Buachaille Etive Mor; it just wasn’t sensible in the conditions, which on Saturday were appalling.

Dan on the Glenorchy hills

Undeterred, Dan and Dougie went to Glen Orchy to climb the Corbetts of Beinn Udlaidh and Beinn Bhreac-liath. They claim that the weather was not too bad, with the tops clearing on descent of Beinn Udlaidh offering views to the Tyndrum peaks. Michael walked from Lagangarbh over the Devil’s Staircase and down to Kinlochleven, returning the same way. An enjoyable but wet walk!

Buachaille Etive Beag

Sunday dawned with better weather; Irene, Michael and Dan had a good walk up Buachaille Etive Beag. Mostly clear tops, brief squalls and fine views, and importantly given the amount of water on the hills, no river crossings. The sunglasses even had to be deployed intermittently. John had a good day on Creise in the Blackmount – below. The way from Meall a’ Bhuiridh looked very challenging from afar, but proved to be straightforward with a clear path, and one climb of about 2m.  Only a few showers until after he was ensconced in the cafe.  Nearly a clear summit, and the day finished with a rainbow.

The Blackmount

Meanwhile Jim, accompanied by Ewen on the first hill, indulged in a Marilyn-bagging expedition to Meall Mor and Glas Bheinn to the south of Loch Ba. The hills may only have been 500m high and a mile on either side of the A82, but gave superb views of the Blackmount, Orchy hills, Rannoch Moor, Glencoe ……… Other participants in the meet were Steve, Terence and Andreas.

Strathfarrar, 4 August 2019

There was a queue at the Strathfarrar gate as we rolled up for the appointed opening time of 9am. Admittedly, the queue was only two vehicles, both of which set off on the stroke of nine. Our party had a more leisured approach in deciding what hills were to be climbed, where to park and what cars to take before setting off up the glen. In the event we all started from the parking area for the Allt Toll a’ Mhuic path leading to Sgurr na Fearstaig, having judiciously left a car at the Allt Coire Mhuillidh parking area for those who just might intend to complete all four Munros.

Peter, Marion and Ewen made a leisurely ascent of Beinn na Muice from the north in reasonably good weather, bearing in mind the appalling forecast. All they had to suffer was a few drops of rain and a bit of mist on the top which soon cleared.  The joy of doing Grahams!  There were great views up Loch Monar on the descent; the loch was very low in view of all the rain we’ve had recently.  Arthur followed a similar route but in less leisured fashion, keen to have a short day.

Dan heading into the clag

Michael ended up going via Loch Toll a Mhuic – top photo – to Sgurr na Fearstaig, Sgurr Fhuar-thuill, navigating off Creag Ghorm a’ Bhealaich to return in very poor visibility.  Dan and Dougie headed off on the same route intending to add in only Sgurr a Choire Ghlais, mindful of a forecast for thunder at 3pm.  However, good progress and a keenness to acquire all four Munros took them onto the remaining Munros of Carn nan Gobhar and Sgurr na Ruaidhe. The prospects of that incoming thunder saw them keeping a watchful eye on the lightningmap app with its detailed recording of storm activity. The pairs’ compasses which were already being used extensively for navigation purposes in zero visibity, also provided very effective back-up lightning indicators.  The sporadic whirring of the compass needle was quite enough to unsettle an already spooked frame of mind! It did, however, make for a fairly rapid traverse of the range.

Dougie on a summit in typical visibility

The party adjourned to the Cnoc for well earned cakes and coffee. Participants: Michael, Dougie, Dan, Peter, Marion, Ewen and Arthur

Beinn Airigh Charr, 21 July 2019

The unsettled weather altered our plan to wild camp on the Letterewe Hills and traverse the Corbetts of Beinn Airigh Charr and Ben Lair. We decided instead to have a day meet biking in to the end of the track, and walking in on the well made path to Beinn Airigh Charr.  This was not met with complete approval by the purist elements in the party, who felt that wind, rain and midgies enhanced the enjoyment of wild camping. This viewpoint was dealt with fairly summarily.

So six people and bikes rolled up to the car park at Poolewe.  Two others, Richard and potential new member Eilidh, had set off earlier on foot aiming to meet up with us on the track beyond Kernsary. However, one recalcitrant bike refused to be parted from its roof rack, so we had an additional pedestrian.  A clue to his identity is that he arrived at the summit before the cyclists.

Beinn Airigh Charr

The rest of the party set off in a leisured fashion, following the bike in front. Your correspondent was well on the way to Ardlair, before he realised that to meet up with Richard and Eilidh, he should have turned off at Kernsary. No-one else volunteered to go back with him.  In no small measure, one suspects, because he had the only e-bike in the party and had not yet broken sweat on the ascents.  Sure enough, Richard and Eilidh had waited at the appointed place and the three of us bog hopped through the forest before reaching the path heading past Fionn Loch to Carnmore. Eilidh and Arthur struck off south to pick up the path into Coire nan Dearcag with the intention of meeting up with the rump of the main party  who were heading that way from the west.

We did meet up – at the summit of Beinn Airigh Charr.  The views of the Fisherfield forest, Slioch and Loch Maree came and went as the brisk wind funnelled squalls along Loch Maree and Fionn Loch.  We didn’t linger too long on the summit. The mysterious skid marks in the soft mossy turf on our approach to, and descent from, the summit were explained when we spotted the estate garrons, which had been turned loose until they were needed for the stalking season and had been roaming freely on the hill.


View over the Fionn Loch from Beinn Airigh Charr

The main party headed to the Ardlair track to pick up their bikes.  Arthur and Eilidh went back to Kernsary for Arthur to pick up his bike which was secured to a substantial gate post. Suffice to say that if you forget the padlock key, your Swiss army knife is of little use in these circumstances.   Fortunately, the estate house was not far away and armed with the very kind loan of bolt cutters, a hacksaw and a hammer your hapless correspondent soon parted the bike from the gate post.

We adjourned to the Poolewe Hotel for a welcome refreshment. Participants: Dougie, John, Arthur, Richard, Irene, Sharan, Michael and Eilidh (potential new member). 

Strawberry Cottage, Glen Affric, 5-7 July 2019

Chrysanthemum Hill, as our non Gaelic speaking members christened Sgurr nan Ceathramhnan, saw a fair bit of activity on our Strawberry Cottage weekend. Six different parties ranged over the various ridges and tops of Ceathramhnan and its neighbouring Munros and Corbetts on Saturday. The day started well as most folk popped into Alltbeithe YH for a chat and some high octane coffee which powered us up the hill.  The cosy atmosphere and chance to meet some interesting people provided a very pleasant interlude.


Strawberry Cottage is also a wonderful haven. Although it is only eight kilometres from the road end, staying there provides a great sense of timelessness and remoteness. Fortunately, our two SUV’s were parked out of sight and the mountain bikes were tucked away in the shed so they didn’t spoil the illusion. Apart from Sgurr nan Ceathramhnan – above – and its tops, parties were to be found on Sgurr Gaorsaic, Mullach na Dheiragain, An Socach, and Carn a Choire Ghairbh.  Robin and Arthur came across two stone “art installations” on the west top of Sgur nan Ceathreamhnan and lower down the west ridge, but could uncover no explanation of what they represented or who constructed them.

Richard had MRT training on Sunday so departed on Saturday to be replaced by Daniel,  who was keen to stretch his legs over Mam Sodhail, Carn Eighe and Beinn Fhionnlaidh with Kirsty on Sunday. The rest of the group had more modest excursions, with Dougie on Aonach Shasuinn, Michael, Sharan and Arthur on Tom a’ Choinnich (pictured above), and Robin, Peter and Marion on Beinn a’ Mheadhoin. All of which hills provide wonderful panoramic views of the surrounding hills from Ben Nevis to Skye. Participants were Ellie, Dougie, Arthur, Sharan, Peter M., Marion, Michael, Kirsty G., Andreas, Robin, Richard and Daniel.

Midsummer Solstice wild camping meet, Seana Bhraigh, 21 June 2019

The plan was to meet at the summit of Seana Bhraigh at 10 pm on Midsummer’s Eve.  There were seven of us in four parties, walking in by three different routes at different times on Friday afternoon and evening.  What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

Robin was the solitary individual who made it to the summit at the allotted time and bivvied in the summit shelter.  He even set his alarm to toast the sunrise.  He was spotted striding purposefully up the North ridge just before 10 pm by Anne and Arthur; they had walked in from Inverlael and traversed over the summit a little earlier in the evening, dropping down to the little lochan on the North ridge to try to find a camp site with a bit of shelter from a biting westerly wind.

The lochan campsite

The sun set behind the Wester Ross and Sutherland hills – top photo – silhouetting Ben More Coigach, Stac Polly, Cul Beag, Cul Mor, Suilven and Canisp as the light got lower and lower on the horizon. It never really became dark, and the red glow of the sunrise soon started only a few degrees east of North.

Robin met up with Anne and Arthur on his descent back down the North ridge, as they were striking camp in the morning to retrace their steps over Seana Bhraigh and back to Inverlael. Not far behind he encountered Michael and Kirsty G. close to the lochan campsite; they had walked in along the track from the walkers car park at Corriemulzie lodge, choosing to overnight at Magoos bothy as time was getting on. Though the views of sunset weren’t as good as from higher up, they enjoyed a comfortable nights’ sleep in the bothy. They summitted at 10 am – just in time to see Arthur and Ann disappear into the distance.

Glen Beg bothy

Dougie and Kirsty R. took a long route in from Black Bridge via the Strathvaich hills. They encountered some pretty wet and cold weather, and dropped down from Cona Mheall to Glen Beg Bothy to spend the night. Kirsty walked out to Black Bridge in the morning while Dougie persevered with ascents of Carn Ban and Beinn a Chaisteil before heading home for a hot shower and a caffeine fix.

Participants: Robin, Anne, Arthur, Kirsty G., Michael, Dougie and Kirsty R.