Showing posts with label 2010. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2010. Show all posts

Friday

Ben Challum Summit


Beinn Challuim
is named after Malcolm: 
Derived from the element 'mael' meaning disciple, prince or chief
therefore - disciple of Saint Columba.

part one click here

Sunday 24th October

The sunny upper slopes

After an easy walk up Gleann a' Chlachain, and after our group splitting, we took lunch in a wide, six foot deep hollow which extended across the hillside. We were hidden in the slope out of the wind and enjoyed the warmth in the late Autumn sun.

Being tucked out of sight, we gave a hill fox a surprise as he followed his contouring line; such encounters are uncommon, as the true mountain fox gives us humans a wide berth - unlike his bin raiding urban cousins!

The upper slopes of Coire nan Each haven't become any easier. It is still a steep grass slope.
The sun shone strongly - and a northerly breeze made for perfect walking temperature.
Cracking views back down the glen to Ben Lui.
Bill and Andy, sharing a joke.....not one we can print....
Reaching the cairn everyone donned extra layers, that northerly wind had a chilly edge.
The first icy deposits of winter had encrusted the summit and we crunched off toward the south summit.
It was a marvellous Autumn day, bright and sunny with a hint of winter to come.
Good old Black and White lends a 'period' feel to this image.
Andy, hands stuffed deeply in his pockets, was obviously cold, and raced along to keep warm.
The south slopes leading directly to Auchtertyre are broad and easy with fab views all the way down. Don't use this as an ascent route as it'd be a mega boring trudge

Bolder (boulder) boy can't resist a challenge.
The distinctive cone of Stob Binnein above Crianlarich - Scotland's own Mount Fuji.
Passing back under the West Highland railway viaduct we had a quick look at the Strathfillan Campsite, it has lots of wooden wigwams, luxury compared to the club Vangos of yesteryear! 
We all enjoyed our day on the hill. 

...but we do talk rubbish!!!!


Wednesday

Ben Challum

Beinn Chaluim- Malcolm's hill
Sunday 24th October

After dicing with death crossing the A82, we walked up the farm road past Auchtertyre.
It was a fine start to the day - summits all clear of cloud and autumn colours starting to clothe the slopes.
Once under the impressive West Highland Railway viaduct, the track gains height quickly.
On our right is the gorge of the Allt Gleann a' Chlachain, it has been fenced off, not just for safety, but as part of a regeneration project run by the Scottish Agricultural College Research Centre at Auchtertyre.
There are a few regeneration plots dotted about and it's easy to see the vegetation difference between (animals) fenced out and open hill; given half a chance the animals graze everything.
It's a very good track. We all remembered an old smelly sheep hut on the glen floor, it must have been a popular snack spot with hill walkers sheltering from winter weather - any port in a storm.
The view south east toward Crianlarich shows the extent of the forestry on the slopes of Fiarach, a tiny hill to the west of the village. The bigger An Caisteal, et al, dominate the background.The natural forest in the foreground is the gorge woodland regeneration, pretty impressive. 
Dee gave us all a good laugh when she read the information board out loud, 'Where are the large scale sheep' she remarked!
Andy's hair briefly illuminated when he grabbed the electric fence...yes it was 'live'
Ron doesn't look forward to a shock - Dee seems to relish the prospect.
Graham picked a devious line across the stream..........................
 .....whilst the girls chose slippy surface rocks. Cameras are always ready to capture the slip!
We regrouped and then decided to 'un-group', Ron going one way, Graham another, leaving Roni Dee David Andy & Bill to tackle the steep slopes beside the Allt Coire nan Each. Someone has to go to the top....
more to follow......................click here

Monday

Ben More & Stob Binnein

Crianlarich
Sunday May 2nd

Ben More is aptly named - it is a big hill, and along with the conical summit of Stob Binnein, gives a challenging day out.

Deirdre, Roni, Bill and David wandered up the Benmore Glen making rapid progress on the good track.

Don't attempt the direct ascent up Ben More - it's hellish!
Far easier to head for the bealach between the hills.
Tucked behind a boulder by the track we noticed a dead fox. As we were surrounded by lots of lambs we can only surmise the farmer is doing his job looking after his flock.

The cause of death? well it's not the sort of thing you want to investigate, lets presume it didn't die of old age!.
Leaving the track we took to the hillside, really boggy at the start, heading toward the Bealach-eader-dha-Beinn.
(pronounced Byalach-aitar-gha-ben) 'the pass between two hills'
The walk up Stob Binnein from the bealach is a delight, Ben More in the background just holding onto a ribbon of snow on its southern ridge.
We were keeping a weather eye - cloud was moving in from the west, was this going to turn out a navigation excercise?
Roni broke trail for us; although the weather closed in, there is never any difficulty navigating to the top on a ridge!

It was easy walking, the upper slopes were suprisingly wintery for May.
A brief clearing gave us reassurance of the distance to the summit
We didn't have any views from the top, which is a shame as its a grand viewpoint.
Retracing our steps to the bealach again, we now started up the Ben More slopes.
There is a bit of a path here so again navigation is easy.
A heavy snow shower caught us half way up. Where was the forecast sun?
It was a cold place for a sandwich - the summit boulders didn't offer much shelter as the wind seemed to find us no matter where we sat.
Mindful of the big north west corrie just below the summit we descended east of north, lets just say we were rather casual in navigating!
Fortunately the clouds parted and we had one of those moments, 'Where the hell is that....'


Well, it's looking east....not where we should have been going.......
It was with embarrassment that we traversed back to our preferred descent, the girls giving the boys a bit of a hard time as the terrain was not easy.
In places it was 'interesting'.
Redemption came by finding superb linked snow slopes, speed of descent was rapid.
We romped down.
Well the promised sun did come out, and it became increasing hot as we ran down every snow patch on the slope.
This was great!
We had completed our walk in under six hours, which is a very respectable time.



Saturday

Meall Chuaich

Hill of the Quaich
Sunday12th December

Meall Chuaich sitting to the east of the A9 near Dalwhinnie, always seems to be kept for a quick, 'let's nip up 'n down on the way home'.

The good Hydro track from the layby opposite Cuaich Cottages makes access easy. It follows a concrete aqueduct to the Hydro power station, then various tracks lead to a small locked private wooden bothy which overlooks Loch Cuaich.
Strong winter sunshine on Loch Cuaich
The track was very icy in places; you had to keep an eye on where you placed your feet.
The track heading towards Coire Chuaich
Our path to the summit left the track, taking us up the heather clad hillside. Normally the lower section is very boggy, so we were glad to be on frozen ground. Not much snow about - lots of ice.
Our route ahead was a thin white ribbon of snow & ice
View west - you can just see the bothy to the right of Bill.
It's very easy walking to this point.
The normally boggy path was frozen solid
 'Just for interest' we took to the snow - David raced on ahead, Andy trying to look like a man of the mountains.
A snow patch is like a magnet to us
Our line of ascent was a broad shoulder with short heath underfoot; very pleasant walking. Unfortunately the summit held a stubborn cloud which the gusty wind couldn't shift.
Delightful walking on the upper slopes
Shame it was so misty as there are extensive views into Strathspey from the top.
Approaching Meall Cuaich's summit
David must have sniffed the summit cairn; he has that wild look of a bagger. Alison's having to run to catch him......
David - slow down....!
Return from the summit cairn was down by our upward route. We made sure we walked off on a bearing until we could clearly see our path down, we've been lost on misty featureless plateau before!
Sharing a joke on the walk out
....so ended another successful dinner weekend.

Biallid House - Newtonmore

Annual Dinner 2010
10th-12th December

Newtonmore is proving to be a popular base for our annual dinner.

This time we had hired the old house of Biallid, parts of which date back to the 15th century. It's the ancestral seat of Clan Macpherson.
As we self-cater for our dinner, kitchen facilities are pretty important - this property boasted an Aga. This made cooking our meal a challenge, as the oven temperature is notoriously difficult to judge.
Fortunately no disasters, and hungry diners tucked in to a three course meal by candlelight.
It's a cracking house with a large lounge, open fire and the dining table sat us all comfortably.
Seconds were called for; would there be enough to satisfy?.....
Give the pot scrapings to David and cover them with gravy, he won't notice! 
Coffee was served by the waiting staff, Alison and Andy, and even more wine was served to Julie.....
 It was good to relax after such a fine meal, and catch up on everyone's news.
We were too knackered after a day on the hill for traditional party games of Cardinal Puff, wall sitting and table traverse-although some managed a wee dance, a mini conga!
Just can't last the pace, can we?....... really we are saving ourselves for a big day tomorrow!