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.
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.
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.