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Rain, Grey Skies, Rivers and (still) Heavy Packs   6 comments

Second day of our Easter adventures was a total contrast. Blue skies and clear bold sunshine was replaced with leaden grey skies and a persistent rain. It had rained all night and a continuation led to an indoor breakfast. We finally emerged late morning as the rain stopped into a landscape drained of colour.

backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

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We pithered and pottered about the vicinity unsure what to do. We were still a little tired after the previous days exploits and as even the lower summits were smothered there seemed little point in any kind of hill climb.

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backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

After a leisurely lunch we perused options and decided to move on. Whilst a pleasant enough spot the campsite wasn’t what we had in mind and wasn’t well placed for what we’d planned. I still really wanted to see the valley around Staoineag bothy so we hoisted the still rather too heavy packs and pushed on

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It’s only a short walk with no climbing but it was still hard work, not helped by the intermittent drizzle that kept falling. We decided on the path along the south side of the Abhainn Rath, a fairly mighty river. A somewhat sketchy and infuriating path but even on a grey day a fine stretch of Scottish valley.

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backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

We passed by the deserted bothy, quite a fine one, but no-one was around and no-one had made an entry in the book for a couple of weeks. Despite its remoteness I was sure it was a well-known and popular bothy and was surprised that even on an Easter weekend we saw no-one this day or any other indulging in its charms. TJS was curious to see his first bothy up close and seemed to agree with me that they can appear rather gloomy and depressing. We had planned on walking a couple of km up-river from the bothy but a few hundred yards beyond seemed far enough and we found a rather splendid spot by the river. There are any number of cracking riverside spots along this stretch on both sides of the river but the one that allowed us to drop the packs at the earliest opportunity seemed the best one.

We were soon pitched up, again in more drizzle, with the sight and sound of a roaring waterfall on the river our companion for the next 3 nights. More rain forced us to cook inside and, well, that was that for the second day. We hoped for better the next day

backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

It was, but only marginally. The cloud had lifted a bit and the rain had stopped but it was still generally grey. Having achieved GM’s objective (Leum Uilleim) now it was my turn and we headed off up the valley towards Sgurr Eilde Mor, the only one of the mighty Mamores ridge I’ve not done. I have a fondness for these majestic range of mountains and not just because their name means mammaries! 🙂 One of the best ridges on the mainland with an array of massive peaks and narrow twisting ridges

We’d only gone a few hundred meters when we hit our first problem. The Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan doesn’t look like much on the map but it was wide and deep enough to need a substantial wade which none of us fancied. One look up at the hills that were white 2 days ago and now merely streaked white highlighted the blindingly obvious point that there was a thaw in progress and the rivers were full of snowmelt. We wandered up the eastern bank looking for somewhere to cross but it became obvious we weren’t going to cross it.

backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

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Where the river was wide and slow it was still enough to be a least a knee-deep wade. Where it was narrow enough to consider a salmon-leap the penalties for a mistake were serious. It was clear any progress further west was out of the question and my Munro bagging had gone for the weekend. Had we realised we could have easily chosen to walk up and camp on the northern side of the Abhainn Rath and stood a chance of progress west. Too late now though so a new plan was needed. (There are stepping stones at Staoineag, but they were deep underwater and must only be exposed in the driest of conditions – a contradiction in terms in the Highlands!)

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Luckily there was a Corbett within reach, the remote and lofty Glas Bheinn. Even so we still had travel pretty much to the source of the river near the watershed before we could cross it, GM daringly, me and TJS a little more cautiously.

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backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

The higher corries appeared momentarily from the gloom giving a glimmer of hope for better weather and the river valley was wild, remote and rather splendid. Sometimes you can extract enjoyment just exploring a valley the probably sees almost no human traffic.

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After a brief lunch we made a direct line up the slopes to the summit ridge and then pressed on to the top. It was cold, damp and cloudy up there and the snow was deep, wet and tiresome.

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We lingered no more than a minute on the summit before heading straight back down, pleased to have made a decent summit on such a day.

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As we returned to our point of ascent the cloud started to break and we got some tantalising glimpses of mountains and the wild remote moors and lakes of Rannoch Moor and Blackwater Reservoir. There was even some sunshine and the air seemed to dry out while we watched. The snow was even worse on the descent and snow melt was filling every gully with water. TJS was getting his first experience of truly wet feet, anything he’d experienced before but a mere damp rag compared to the proper slosh of a boot exposed to Scottish bog and melting snow.

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GM left us behind, hopefully to get the brew on (which he did, bless him) and me and TJS ambled down at our own pace. In fact TJS put on a bit of burst near the end and left me trailing in his wake. All the time the weather was improving and there were even some patches of blue. He’d gone a little quiet and I think he was disappointed that his first Munro seemed unlikely now that the melting snow had cut off our planned objectives in the Mamore or the Grey Corries

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It had been a pretty good day.

Lochaber 2

We had the first chance to enjoy our chosen site. It was a rather grand spot and we were pleased with our choice and relaxed into wild campsite slumming about

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It was chilly enough to want to eat inside the tent though. When we emerged again, the light dimmed and the sun weakly appeared. We were treated to a show of cloud billowing over Glas Bheinn and fleeting glimpses of the surrounding and smaller hills. A fitting finale

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backpacking,  gleann iolairean, loch treig, Scotland, Scottish Highlands, Wild Camping, Staoineag, bothy,  Abhainn Rath, Sgurr Eilde Mor, mamores, Allt Gleann na Giubhsachan, corbett, glas Bheinn

Our mood and enthusiasm brightened considerably. Nothing like a calm evening out in the wilds with a cuppa and a fruit pie. TJS mood was even more brightened when GM gave us a plan for the next day. The Easains above Loch Treig were in reach for some Munro bagging providing we didn’t mind the out and back down to Loch Treig again the way we’d walked in. A hefty old day as they top out over 1100m but well within reach. I’d forgotten they were there to be honest such was my desire to bag the ridges further west. Now we had a plan for the next day and the hope of a further improvement in the weather to send us away to bed

Heavy Packs, Trains, Sunshine and Snow   12 comments

Now here’s a first. Writing up a trip within a few days of completing it!

Our backpacking trip to Scotland over the Easter weekend has become a regular and much planned outing since 2009. Thanks to GM and his photos you also have the pleasure of seeing me in action over the next few posts!

This year we had a new member of the team

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

TJS is pretty experienced now in terms of his walks in Wales. However he has never been to Scotland and I’ve been promising to take him. This year seemed like a good time to move him on to the next level. He was just back from a long weekend on the Brecon Beacons Way with TBF in some wild, wet and stormy weather. They did some long days and clocked up some decent miles. However walking on marked paths and staying in hotels, B&Bs and Bunkhouses is a world away from the Scottish Highlands in a tent. The challenge was added to by the fact that Scotland was still in the grip of winter so conditions would be even more challenging. Added to that, we were out for 5 days and needing to carry extra food, extra clothes and ice axe and crampons. This made for a very heavy pack probably in excess of 50lbs for me and GM. With this in mind, where did we plan to take TJS for his first Scottish adventure? The most dense collection of high mountains in the UK in Lochaber!

The trip had the added bonus of kicking off with a train ride.

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

Our route was based on a start and finish at Corrour Station giving us a nice hour to chill out and enjoy the ride from Crianlarich. The weather in preceding few days had been appalling but today it was glorious. Blue skies and snow-capped peaks. The train ride was spectacular with the Southern Highlands looking majestic and a little daunting for TJS.

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crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

We arrived at Corrour and found snow lying right down at the station and on the platform. I’d expected snow but not this low down. Daunting indeed. Corrour is an amazing place to exit a train. Right in the middle of the mountains with not a metalled road for miles. As the train disappears into the distance you feel abandoned and committed. I felt daunted too!

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crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

We hoisted packs and set off into the mountains. Our plan was to backpack over the very isolated and fine Corbett of Leum Uilleim. Immediately we were in deep unconsolidated and untrodden snow.

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

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The views were magnificent but the going tough. By the time we’d plodded up to the NE ridge at An Diollaid we were already feeling the strain.

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

I hadn’t expected either this much sunshine or snow and had neglected to bring either sunglasses or suncream. Schoolboy error. For this reason we were sunburnt and squinting for most of the day. We abandoned the sacks and walked out and back to the summit. It’s a mighty fine ridge but a very long way around Coir’ a’ Bhric Beag (and back again!) but the conditions were superb. Nothing finer than walking on snow in the Scottish Highlands under a blue sky. We told TJS just how lucky he was to have this on his first day. He seemed much happier without the burden of a heavy pack. He seemed especially pleased to catch his first view of Ben Nevis, looking mighty and magnificent in its winter garb next to Aonach Beag

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crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

As we climbed the views become better and better, especially fine back east toward Loch Ossian and Ben Alder

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

The snow cover was immense, huge fields of deep snow, hard going in places as you plopped through the crust from time to time. Both me and GM kept thinking how perfect the conditions were for ski touring!

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

We stopped briefly at the summit for a snack and pressed on back to collect the snacks. TJS was pleased to reach his first Scottish summit but still despite all his walking exploits he was still yet to reach a 3000 foot summit anywhere in the UK

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

The cloud was beginning to thicken but the weather was still grand and the return down the ridge was equally fine.

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

We reached the packs, scoffed some more food and headed off. We had a plan to camp near Staoineag bothy and headed off to cut the corner off cross-country.

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

The snow was thawing and crossing slushy snow-covered Scottish bog with a heavy pack was no fun. TJS was in particular finding it tough. He’s only ever backpacked in summer before, a single night with a couple of days food, lightweight sleeping bag and minimal clothing. Even though me and GM were carrying the bulk of the weight his pack was still an order of magnitude heavier than he’s ever carried before and he was clearly suffering. To be honest so were me and GM. I had a new pack (A Granite Gear Nimbus Trace if you’re interested) and even though it’s substantially lighter than my old one it doesn’t help when you fill it with heavy stuff. Still, the snow-capped mountain views kept our spirits up.

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

By the time we’d dropped down into Gleann Iolairean we were spent. It’s a soggy valley, albeit a nice one with a grand view down Loch Treig, but GM found an elevated patch of bracken that was reasonably dry. It was good enough and after re-enacting our own version of the Highland Clearances we were pitched. I’ve never enjoyed a brew as much as I did at that point!

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

The relief at dropping the sack was palpable. Despite the glorious weather the tough conditions and created a little tension that was all let go as we settled in. It had been a long day. Only 8 miles but with heavy packs, deep snow and no paths, that’s tough in my book

Lochaber 1

The weather was clearly on the turn but the views and the situation were still superb. Nothing finer than a good pitch out in the wilds with what feels like the whole of the mountains to yourself. We set about the important task of reducing the pack weights by eating the food. I’m not into the whole ultra-lightweight backpacking obsession although this trip was testing that reluctance severely. It’s only when you take the pack off, open it up, and realise that your reward for that pain and effort is food, nice food and lots of it that it makes it seen worthwhile. We ate like wild camping kings with fresh chicken and noodle stir fry followed by Jaffa Cakes and Tebay Fruit Pies (well worth a detour off the motorway for) washed down with plenty more tea and hot chocolate

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

crianlarich, west highland line, corrour, leum uilleim, an diollaid, coir a bhric beag, gleann iolairean, loch treig, backpacking, wild camping

Bellies full and with tired bodies we turned in. We weren’t hopeful on the weather and indeed it was raining before we fell asleep. On these trips though you take every day in turn and this had been a great one. We’d had a ride on the train, basked in the sunshine, climbed a summit, walked in the snow, had majestic views, found a decent campsite and were set up warm, cosy and dry in the tent. Whatever the next few days were to bring we had at least one glorious day. Scotland has a habit of kicking you up the ar5e when you think everything is going your way and the steady rain that lulled us to sleep was a reminder of that

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