Showing posts with label Trossachs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trossachs. Show all posts

Monday

Ben Ledi

'Corbett collecting'

Beinn Leitir - Hill of the Slope

Saturday 5th November

What better way to start a hill day than with a good cup of coffee.
Ok, we do take it to extremes sometimes,
 but Mhor in Callander is a favourite.
The main street does not have many parking areas and to find one outside the cafe meant we just had to stop.......
Fortified by hot drinks, scones and bacon rolls, and with bags of energy and enthusiasm we headed onto the hill, on a fine 'tourist' path - such is the popularity of Ben Ledi.
It was a spanking day
Part of the path has a well engineered staircase section, far better than the wide scar on the slope that had developed in past years. Sheer weight of numbers makes proper path creation inevitable. It wasn't that long ago we would have been up in arms at the thought of a managed route. Times change and you have to adapt; there is still plenty of wild trackless land. 
For such a fine day the hill was empty and we had a quick ascent.
The upper slopes can be a challenge, boggy after rain, wind blasted and covered with sheet ice in the winter. Today they were dry - perfect underfoot.   
Turning onto the summit ridge proper you can see we were strung out......Jack Crosbie used to say, 'like a wee washing' ....which shows that tumble driers weren't in vogue when Jack used to walk with us! Seems we haven't changed our group habits.
Do you think Roni & Dee bought their tops in a sale?
Loch Vennachar stretched under the south slope,
while Jim sweated up the south slope.
Looking south west we should have been able to see wee Dumgoyne, 
but a low cloud stubbornly refused to move.
We all donned warm gear on the summit as a northerly wind whipped away the sun's warmth.
Graham raced along to catch the main party.
The northerly ridge from the summit is a fine one,
with extensive views way into the central highlands.
Hard to believe how few people were out on the hill.
Jim was delighted that he was still able to get his leg over.
....the fence that is!
Stank Glen as been given the Forestry Commission's 'access for all' treatment over the years.
It's no longer a tiny path but well surfaced and way marked.
The view of late November sun on the larch covered Creag Bheithe above the Pass of Leny, gave strong contrast to our sunless glen. 
You can't help but feel Ben Ledi has been tamed below the 400m contour line, however on a day of relatively few people out and about or under winter snows it still is a fine wee hill.

Thursday

Ben Venue

As Good As It Gets...starring Roni, Dee and Bill.
12 September
Being in the hills in great weather and good company; it just doesn't get any better than this.
Today's criteria; no early start, no long drive and not too challenging (sounds like a normal day then)
Ben Venue in the Trossachs was ideal.
Although the car park at the western end of Loch Achray was busy there wasn't many people about.
It was a fine September day. All the paths leading from the car park seem to head to Achray Water, hope there is a bridge.....
Ben Venue's summit faces you, question is, how long to the top?
The sun was pleasantly warm and Bill played on a path side rock - you can hardly call it an outcrop!
Achray Water has a picturesque fall easily seen from the forestry path.
The path - actually a good track - is bordered by lots of broom and if you stood still the ripe pods 'popped' loudly scattering seed on the ground - the right time, right place. Magic.
Dee thought she dropped a contact lens and asked Roni to help look for it.
Leaving the forest you enter the upper part of Gleann Riabhach, and make your way up the open hillside.
Boy, oh boy, was it getting hot
The views east along Loch Achray & Loch Venacher are easy on the eye.
There was a 'crowd' of bodies spread about on the summit, including an 80 year young woman.
Roni & Dee were very impressed as they felt it was quite hard in today's heat.
Despite quite a few other hill goers the day was peaceful, quiet and views to the North West - 'damn fine'.
Descent was leisurely, it was so good to be out....
Re-entering the south facing corrie was like walking into a furnace.
It was like walking in the Sierra Nevada in Spain.
The cool of the forest was welcome; back into dappled sunlight.
The bridge over the Achray is substantial - must be for all the overweight tourists!
It was a short walk - about four and half hours, but it had all the ingredients you look for on a day out on a summer hill.
Ben A'an nestled under a blazing September sun, it must have been a tourist honeypot today.

Monday

Ben A'an - a fun day out

The Moray Club
28th December 2008

Pictures from Andrew showing club members enjoying the day's short walk.
Bill's hat makes him look like a pixie from the Christmas Tree!
Elizabeth and Bill on the surprisingly quiet summit rocks.
Graham sends love and kisses to all who know him.......................
We always wonder if next year will bring as much fun & adventure as the one just passed, somehow we always manage it!
Roll on 2009.

Saturday

Ben A'an (or was it Sauchiehall Street)

Avoiding the sales crowds
28th December 2008
We should have been climbing something a bit higher than Ben A'an in the Trossachs, but a layer of thick cloud was stuck on the 450m contour; only Ben Nevis, or the far north west hills were clear, a bit too far away for a day trip!
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A wee local outing suited everyone, meeting at 11 o'clock meant leisurely breakfasts for all.
Our three cars squeezed into a busy car park.
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We didn't pass too many people on the way up, only a couple of climbers weighed down with gear .......what you can't see in the picture is all the people coming down from the top!
On the summit rocks we found time to share & munch, a variety of left-over Christmas 'goodies'. As usual, Dee, being a dog lover, attracted a scrounging stray.
(and we don't mean Andrew)
A speedy descent was hampered by Maw, Paw & lots of weans. We lost count; there were over fifty people on their way up as we descended....

It was a very, very busy hill. There were many hillgoers dressed for Sauchiehall Street, not a wander up Ben A'an.

Young Oliver and Rory briefly attached themselves to our group. At least they were properly kitted out, and seemed to be enjoying their hill experience.
We were all laughing on the way down, discussing a wide range of subjects, from shopping trolley furniture (?) to the latest fashion in mens underwear. Amazing what you learn.
Back at the cars, Elizabeth decided to do some family washing, you really can't take her anywhere!


We may have spent as long over coffee on the way home as we did on the hill. What can you say?