Friday – Day 3 of our Glen Etive holiday was finally time to get down to business and bag a Munro.
The victim would have to be the easiest we could find – Beinn Fhionnlaidh a couple of miles up the glen from the camping ground. The hill’s name translates as “Findlay’s Hill” by the way…
Anyway, the weather for today’s walk was just about as good as Scottish Highland weather could get – bright, sunny, little wind, and fairly warm.
So we parked the chariot at Invercharnan and wandered up the forest tracks by the Allt nan Gaoirean and followed a stream up to the little top of Meall nam Gobhar.
A bit of light scrambling and scree-struggling brought us to the Eastern top, scientifically named “Point 841” and a very attractive wander up the long ridge of Fionnlaidh followed, including a couple of slightly off-balance rocksteps, which we avoided on the way down by a neat little rockstep avoiding path which..er..avoided..the..er…rocksteps….
A cracking view from the top included the Paps of Jura, Ben Nevis and some big hills beyond Ben Nevis.
Superb bit of hillwalking today and the weather couldn’t have been better.
Back to another evening battle with the pesky little buggers at my tent door.
As David Attenborough once said of these little victories of evolution “Aaaaargh, they’re in me ears….”
9 miles and 3400 feet of uphill. And, oddly enough, the same amount of downhill.
The weather started to break in the evening, unfortunately, the sky turning milky and grey. Not promising.
The victim would have to be the easiest we could find – Beinn Fhionnlaidh a couple of miles up the glen from the camping ground. The hill’s name translates as “Findlay’s Hill” by the way…
Anyway, the weather for today’s walk was just about as good as Scottish Highland weather could get – bright, sunny, little wind, and fairly warm.
So we parked the chariot at Invercharnan and wandered up the forest tracks by the Allt nan Gaoirean and followed a stream up to the little top of Meall nam Gobhar.
A bit of light scrambling and scree-struggling brought us to the Eastern top, scientifically named “Point 841” and a very attractive wander up the long ridge of Fionnlaidh followed, including a couple of slightly off-balance rocksteps, which we avoided on the way down by a neat little rockstep avoiding path which..er..avoided..the..er…rocksteps….
A cracking view from the top included the Paps of Jura, Ben Nevis and some big hills beyond Ben Nevis.
Superb bit of hillwalking today and the weather couldn’t have been better.
Back to another evening battle with the pesky little buggers at my tent door.
As David Attenborough once said of these little victories of evolution “Aaaaargh, they’re in me ears….”
9 miles and 3400 feet of uphill. And, oddly enough, the same amount of downhill.
The weather started to break in the evening, unfortunately, the sky turning milky and grey. Not promising.
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