Monday, September 21, 2020

214-216. Ladhar Bheinn (111), Luinne Bheinn (234), Meall Buidhe (222). 19/09/2020

With some fabulous weather in store, taking in the hills of Knoydart became a possibility. In order to climb these three remote hills, one needs a boat or long walk-in to either Inverie or Barrisdale, where there are camping options (and in non-covid times, hostels). From there it's two long walks to climb the three most remote hills.

We walked along the delightful Loch Hourn in the afternoon and then lugged our camping gear up to 460m at the Mam Barrisdale, aiming to make the three hills possible in one long day. Our planning may have been assuming we were still in our twenties, but it did prove just about achievable.

The coastal walk was great and Barrisdale was a beautiful spot with ruined houses, tranquil waters and a large beach at low tide. We reached the campsite after 3h and saw half a dozen tents there, but we kept going up the wide path to our campsite in the bealach, reaching it 75 mins later. Here we ate our pasta and drank our whiskey as the sun went down.

In the morning, we were off before 8 with the luxury of one light pack between us. The grassy ground towards Ladhar Bheinn was a bit squidgy and therefore heavy going. This was compounded by some navigational inefficiency that led us to reascend on easier slopes before reaching the ridge. The walking along the ridge itself was superb, with some interest in the scrambling department and views out to Skye, Rum and Eigg. In fact, the only evidence we could see of human beings was a few houses on the southern peninsula of Skye. The only downside (so to speak) was the amount of reascent along the way - at least 200m of it.

We spent a while at the summit admiring our surroundings before heading back to the tent for lunch - a little behind schedule at just after 1pm.

Having replenished the water and food stocks, it was off to climb Luinne Bheinn, which was a straightforward pull up 500m of rugged Knoydart rock and by this time our legs were already beginning to find it tough.

From the summit, we made our way to the east top before following the undulatory path all the way to Meall Buidhe. However, the amount of rocky terrain we had to cover here made this both long and tiring and I was certainly feeling the exhaustion and needed a good rest.

There was a lot of chat in Cicerone about the route back under Lunne Bheinn, but we found a way of sorts without too much difficulty and were back at the tent before dusk, by which time a couple of other tents had been pitched nearby - not close enough to be considered poor etiquette I hasten to add.

It had been a great day, if a little on the ambitious side. After 11.5 hours, we'd walked 32.5km, including 2050m of ascent.

Walking in along the picturesque Loch Hourn

An abandoned house in Barrisdale Bay

Our campsite for two nights in the Mam Barrisdale

Ladhar Bheinn's north ridge and the snaking fjord of Loch Hourn from the summit

 Eigg, Rum and Skye from Ladhar Bheinn

Looking east to Sgurr na Ciche from the summit of Meall Buidhe

213. Mullach nan Coirean (236). 18/09/2020

Some unfinished business in the Mamores from our previous adventures here. With a plan to walk-in to Knoydart in the afternoon, we needed a hill to climb in the morning that would not exhaust us too much.

We left Glen Nevis at 8.30am and once again the weather was fantastic. The path all the way up this hill was excellent, so we made good time. Again the views were great from the top for the whole ridge of Mamores and of course Ben Nevis looming to the north.

Being down by midday allowed us enough time to walk into the heart of Knoydart for the endeavours to come.

Looking east to all the other Mamores

Layers of hills to the south, still covered in morning mist
 

211, 212. Criese (50), Meall a'Bhuiridh (45). 17/09/2020

As is often the way at the start of a trip, we needed an afternoon walk not too far north and this pair of hills were very efficient in terms of time required.

We parked up in Glen Etive after the long drive from Cambridge around 11.30am and started out by crossing the river and walking across grassy slopes that became increasingly steep. I certainly detected a slight lack of hill-fitness after months of lockdown and the ascent was a bit slower than usual, but stopped noticing the tiredness once the scrambling began in the upper slopes of Sron na Criese. Once over this lump, the slopes eased to the summit, from where we had grandstand views of all the hills of Lochaber and the vast expanse of Rannoch Moor in crystal clear visibility. Buchaille Etive Mhor was particularly present being just a few kilometers away.

The ridge over to Meall a'Bhuiridh was straightforward and from that viewpoint Rannoch Moor opened up still further. The descent took us past the ski slopes, but we stayed west of them and they didn't spoil anything too much. Re-crossing the river proved less successful that the first attempt and we both ended up opting for a cooling paddle rather than risking wet boots. A great circuit in some of the best autumn weather I've seen in Scotland.

At the top of Criese

Looking north to Buchaille Etive Mhor, Ben Nevis, etc

Rannoch Moor from the top of Meall a'Bhuiridh

Our line of ascent for Criese, with the shepherd in the background

This also marks the 75% stage of my Munro efforts, so there are some obligatory stats:

This quarter had a different feel to previous and perhaps a more relaxed pace. It included two stag dos and carrying each of my children up several hills, but also some long trips linking several days of walking.

Some of the favourites:
The Mamores (a camping ridgewalk adventure)
Lochnagar (we saw a brochan spectre)
Beinn Laoigh (pointy summit)
Liathach (great scrambling)
Beinn Dearg (wilderness)
Aonach Eagach (scrambling and views)
Criese (views and great weather)
Meall nan Tarmachan (looked great, but need to reclimb the ridge due to bad weather)
Beinn Sgritheall (great perspective)
Cairn Toul, etc (classicness, despite the midgies!)

Best weather: The Mamores
Worst weather: Carn Mairg

Tallest climbed: Cairn Toul (1291m)
Shortest climbed: Beinn Vane (915m)
Best campsite: The Mamores
Most exhillerating: Liathach
Best View: Criese
Most scary: Aonach Eagach (only a tiny bit)
Most classic: The Mamores
Most remote: Beinn Dearg
Worst midgies: Devil's Point, etc

Number climbed per group size:
On my own: 0
2: 50
3: 6
4: 11
5: 1
10: 1
16: 1
Number of new companions: 19

Longest walk: Mamores ridge (11hrs)
Shortest walk: Meall Bhuidhe (Glen Lyon) (3hrs)
Most efficient: Lochnagar (5 Munros in 7hrs 45) or the Mamores (7 Munros in 11hrs)
 

Wednesday, January 08, 2020

210. Carn a'Mhaim (95). 05/01/2020

The weather was very blowy today and with rain to accompany it in the west, we decided to head east and tackle my final peak in the Cairngorms. This proved to be wise, because we stayed virtually dry throughout and it therefore turned out more comfortable than expected.

We set out from Lin of Dee at 9.15am along the track past Derry Lodge that leads to the Lairig Ghru. We followed this for 5 miles over one new bridge (not on the map), through a slightly boggy section, over a ford and to the beginning of the rise round to the Lairig Ghru, before we took the fork which went straight up Carn a'Mhaim. This was a very efficient and well made section, which climbed up steps most of the way to the summit. We were below the clouds until 900m, but even at the top, the wind gave us fleeting glimpses through the cloud.

The wind was very strong at times at the top, so we were glad for the lack of precipitation and given that we'd made good time, we decided to wander a little way along the ridge towards Ben Macdui. We turned back after a kilometer, but it was well worth it, as we were gifted some impressive views straight down to Corrour bothy in the Lairig Ghru (the scene of a midge-fest from a few years previous). 

Progress was fast back along the valley and we were done in 6h, despite the extra time spent on the top.

A view of the top from near Derry Lodge

A windy top just in the cloud

Looking down into the Lairig Ghru

An action shot of Chris failing to fall in

207-209. Creag Meagaidh (30), Stob Poite Coire Ardair (76), Carn Liath (127). 04/01/2020

A damp and misty day in Scotland, but with weather set to deteriorate significantly, we opted for our longest walk today. This meant an early start from Edinburgh to begin walking at 9am.

The walk up into the corrie was along a well made path all the way to the lochan below a notch in the ridge called The Window. It included one detour across the heather, but that was entirely our own fault, having misread a perfectly clear signpost. On climbing the steeper path to The Window, we saw a small amount of snow, but there was still very little and certainly not enough to please the ice climbers that frequent this corrie. We were able to imagine the popularity of the north-facing gullies which line the slopes here. 

Without this notch in the ridge, access would have been difficult, but there were no problems at all. Creag Meagaidh is a big plateau and we didn't necessarily find the most efficient route to the summit in the mist, but we got there eventually over the occasionally snow-covered ground.

The wind appeared to be less than forecast, but it was still a relief to turn our backs to it as we made our way to the more ridgy section of the walk on the other side of The Window. Getting to the summit of Stob Poite Coire Ardair took little over half an hour, making a very quick second munro and the walk on from there was more interesting and no doubt spectacular in better visibility.

We passed a few walkers going into the wind and were glad of our choice of direction, before making it to the summit of Carn Liath. By this time we were a little cold and damp, which made the descent a bit more tiresome, but it was a fairly swift one to the end of the south spur and then down across heather and to a path through the birch trees (which became a stream). We rejoined the good path and were back to the car in 6h30.

Not much visibility on the ascent up to The Window

The summit of SPCA in the mist

The view of CM with a little more clarity 

Sunday, January 13, 2019

206. An Socach (227). 07/01/2019

The need to catch a train made us chose a short walk today and a look at the forecast made us unsure whether even that would be possible at all. "90 mph gusts will make walking tortuous in exposed areas", severe wind chill coupled with some rain meant I wasn't too optimistic, but things turned out better than expected!

It is also worth noting that the route we took (up the glen from Badoch) was far preferable to that of two guide books we had read, taking only slightly more time and begin far more pleasant all round. We opted for staying in the glen for as long as possible to be in some shelter.

We began at first light in moderate wind (even in the glen) and rain. This continued for a little over an hour as we made our way (into the wind!) up the glen. Then the rain stopped. Then the clouds lifted. There was still some wind, but we could see everything and were in no discomfort as we left the far end of the track and made our way across the frozen bog to the summit ridge.

Having been gradually climbing along the track, there was very little ascent left and what little remained was in the shelter of the hill, so we could put most of this behind us before pausing to don extra layers, batten down the hatches and climb out of shelter onto the ridge. We then had about 1km to walk into the wind to the summit, but we got the feeling the wind wasn't as strong as billed and this was quite doable. We had a great view of our walk from two days previously and stayed for a short while before sailing back to where we had sheltered.

With the wind behind us we decided to continue the more direct route back to the start by following the ridge for longer. It was now that the wind really picked up and for a time perhaps we experienced what had been forecast, being unable to stand as we approached the munro's lesser north top. We reflected on how lucky we'd been that this wind hadn't hit half an hour earlier, since the walk to the summit would have been a real challenge. As it was, we were able to descend easily back to the track and were at the car in 4h30, just before some more rain hit. It felt particularly pleasing to have climbed a hill on a day where we weren't sure we were going to be able to get up anything.

 Battling through the wind to the summit

Glas Tulaichean and Carn an Righ from the summit

201-205. Lochnagar (Cac Carn Beag, 21), Carn a'Choire Boidheach (42), Carn an t-Sagairt Mor (83), Cairn Bannoch (117), Broad Cairn (142). 06/01/2019

Again a little unsure we'd have enough daylight, we set off early from the fantastic Ballater Youth Hostel, so as to be at the Glen Muick car park for 8am, well before dawn. There was enough light to see our way, however, and we climbed steadily from twilight into mist along the very well maintained path. Even as it began to steepen on the 'ladder', the dynamite employed for the benefit of Queen Vic made this a very straightforward ascent.

Still no sign of snow as we reached the plateau, but much to our delight we rose above the cloud as we reached Cac Carn More and had an even better cloud inversion that the day before. With the bright sunlight, today's was made even more exciting by Brocken Spectre at the summit (albeit at distance). This is something I'd never witnessed before and although it was only a halo, as opposed to the rainbow which can be formed when there is more moisture in the air, it was still quite special.

The summit of Lochnagar is spectacular even without lighting effects, with sheer cliffs on all the northern aspects. We appreciated these for a short while before making our way towards White Mounth, not knowing how long the clarity would last.

We did only get about an hour above the clouds, but it was the best time to get it, so we had no complaints - to have spent the entire day in mist would have been a bit of a shame. Carn a'Choire Boidheach was just a small rise in the plateau and we opted for following the tops to Carn an t-Sagairt Mor, rather than losing too much height in case the breaks in the cloud continued. This third munro summit was interesting because it was strewn with the wreckage of a fighter jet, including a near-complete wing.

It didn't take long to follow the ridge through the mist to Cairn Bannoch (fortunately navigation was easy) and then on to Broad Cairn. This was our fifth munro, making this the most I have climbed in a day in 'winter'. By this time my legs were feeling a bit weary, although I realised later this was probably mainly due to not drinking enough water.

Almost from the summit we found the very well maintained path down to the landrover track and then from there down to the side of the loch, which made the descent easy going. When this path rejoined the track, our progress became rapid and we were back at the car in 7h45 and didn't need our headtorches. Although largely misty, this had been a great day in the hills.

 Looking south to White Mounth from Lochnagar

 Sunny above the clouds

 A halo of light around the summit shadow

 Spot the ptarmigan, making the most of the meagre camouflage near the summit

Some wreckage on the Carn an t-Sagairt Mor

199, 200. Carn an Righ (102), Glas Tulaichean (79). 05/01/2019

Assessing the early January conditions, our weekend was due to be fairly mild and without much snow, so we left our winter boots and crampons behind in order to cover more ground. This proved to be wise, since there was virtually no snow at all. The conditions were also better in the east, so we planned for a long day on the Sunday and therefore this walk became a bit of a warm-up to get a feel for conditions.

We got the train up from Cambridge after work and bus to the airport, then hired a car and stayed the night in one of the cheap hotels there. That allowed us to be on the road around 7am and walking before 9, thereby maximising the daylight. In fact we needn't have worried, since we were done well before dusk, but we decided to reverse the route suggested by Cicerone so that we could walk out along a track in case we were donning headtorches by this point.

Chris (my walking partner) had not walked east of the A9 and was appreciative of the long walk-ins found in the Cairngorms. There was a little ice on the path as it began to steepen beside a waterfall, but generally it was very easy going. As we reached the plateau, we skirted a loch which had the thinnest of films of ice reaching the whole way across.

At this point the guide book ominously mentions a 'boggy morass' and given they don't usually bother mentioning such things unless they would suck your boots off, you can imagine how pleased we were to discover it was all frozen solid. This also made for rapid progress and we soon crossed the bog and were climbing into the mist further along the plateau.

We didn't see much from the top of Carn an Righ and it was a bit chilly in the mist, so we didn't stay long. On the way across to Glas Tulaichean we cut the corner, taking advantage of the frozen terrain and were soon climbing the slopes to the summit ridge. As we walked along this wide ridge, there were signs of the mist thinning and sure enough, just as we reached the summit, our heads poked out of it and we were graced with a near cloud inversion. In fact, the sky was quite clear not far from us to the east, but in every other direction we were only able to see the highest summits peeking out above the cloud.

The walk out was very comfortable, almost entirely along a track - in fact we passed mountain bikers only a few minutes down from the summit. We were back at the car after 6h20, probably faster than in summer!

 A frozen misty loch on the ascent.

 The brightening summit of Glas Tulaichean

Beinn a'Ghlo peeking through a sea of cloud

Monday, May 07, 2018

198. Ben Vane (283). 01/05/2018.

Good weather in the morning turning bad in the afternoon, combined with slightly weary legs and a train to catch later in the day meant we chose a shortish walk by Loch Lomond. This hill also had immense sentimental significance, being in close proximity to (one of the places) where Ben dressed up like a fool in public a year earlier.

We parked at Inversnaid and decided to add some excitement to the walk by only paying for 4h of parking, even though Cicerone reckoned 4hr 20.

The rain and most of the cloud held off and we had a pleasant walk up the hill. The path in general hugged the sheltered side of the hill and we only felt the wind in a few places. A few good (easy) scrambles as we crossed the several false summits and a dramatically flat summit. The views were partial, but not obliterated.

We were in general pleased by how fresh our legs felt and comfortably made it back to the car before the meter ran out.

 Loch Lomond still pretty much visible

Loch Sloy, Ben Vorlich and Ben (doing his thing)

191-197. Binnean Mor (27), Na Gruagaichean (74), Stob Choire a'Cairn (171), An Gearanach (166), Am Bodach (99), Sgurr a'Mhaim (51), Stob Ban (140). 30/04/2018.

An early start when you're packing up camp is never quite as early as you hope with tents to stuff in packs and porridge to eat, but we were away around 8am. We had shared the plateau with a photographer who camped in the distance and was up taking shots of the stunning dawn - I wouldn't be surprised if some appear in a calendar next year!

We found some delicious snow-melt water from a stream as we left the plateau and we looked forward to a day on the ridge. Our route went a little wrong immediately as we tried to contour around a snowfield on the way up the nose of Binnean Mor's subsidiary peak. This turned quite steep and clingy, but we got around it to find a nice path up the other side(!). From there it was a simple climb to the top. We were able to leave our packs on another top before the climbing the last sweeping ridge to our highpoint of the day (9.50am). Completely still, not a cloud to be seen and with Ben Nevis only a few miles away, the views were spectacular.

The sun was beginning to warm us as we made our way to Na Gruagaichean, but not more than a few degrees above freezing, which made for perfect walking conditions. The snow underfoot also remained firm until the afternoon, which was a bonus. We reached this summit (10.30am) barely half an hour after leaving Binnean Mor and were met by more great views to the south of Glen Coe and beyond. We reckoned there would be 100+ munros in sight and I tried to count, but got a little confused by what was what in the Ben Lawers area and gave up.

There was a great little scramble to the narrow west top before descending quite a long way on the ridge to the somewhat lower Stob Choire a'Cairn. Being slightly dwarfed by it's neighbours and at the heart of the ridge, it is one of those peaks with a beautiful panorama. Another great opportunity to leave the packs ensued and we enjoyed the scrambly climb over to An Gearanach (12.25pm). The way was clear of snow, so it was technically easy, but scrambly bits are always fun.

Back to our bags for lunch and we met the first other people of the day, up from Kinlochleven. It was on the walk over to Am Bodach that I noticed my ascent slowing due to the weight of the pack, but thankfully this was the last major chunk with it. There was also quite a lot of iffy snow here on the northern slopes, so it probably constituted the most difficult section of the ridge, albeit still quite manageable. We reached the top around 2.15pm and the views were splendid (as was becoming a theme). We met another party as we descended the west flank and by now were realising that time may be against us for completing all 10 of the munros in this outing, but we didn't need to decide yet.

Another chance to relieve ourselves of packs presented itself just before the 'devil's ridge' on the way to Sgurr a'Mhaim, which was another enjoyable scramble. Again quite easy, but with a good bit of exposure thrown in to make it interesting. The top was reached shortly after 4pm and we decided to just do the one more munro in order to have any chance of finding food later in the evening. Our weary limbs didn't complain at this decision, so we returned along devil's ridge to the final bealach and even got a chance to fill up our bottles along the way from the outflow of a thawing lochan.

A large group of Germans were camping at the bealach who had been exploring the hills over the last few days. The final ascent to Stob Ban was pretty steep, but not as tiring without packs. We were there around 5.30pm and inhaled the vista one more time before tramping all the way down to Polldubh car park, which we reached at 7.15pm. 11 hours, 32km and 1800m of ascent (567 floors, according to my phone).

 Dawn from the campsite. Spot the other tent!

South from BM to NG and Glen Coe beyond

 Wall-to-wall awesome

 The ridge back from AG to SC a'C and AB

 The ever present Ben from NG

 A moment for contemplation after the Devil's Ridge


189, 190 Binnein Beag (230), Sgurr Eilde Mor (123). 29/04/2018.

With a couple of cold sunny days forecast, we had the perfect opportunity for a walk that had been in the pipeline for many years. In those days I was a little fitter, so I hoped we weren't being over-ambitious! The quantity of snow left above 900m also added an unknown amount to the difficulty factor, but in the end that had little effect.

With tent and winter sleeping bad in the pack, we set off up Glen Nevis along the 'best mile in Scotland' to the alpine meadow beside the Falls of Steall. Here we attempted to recreate a photo from 6 years earlier from a previous hill walk (to the amusement of other walkers) and then proceeded East towards the far end of the Mamores ridge. Along the way we saw many nationalities represented hiking in the Scottish hills - obviously a recommended area for tourists.

Just before starting to climb, we had a crossing of the Water of Nevis to negotiate. After searching for a little while for some steps and deciding the depth was more than boot level, we decided to wade it. It was a nice day for it and Ben made it across without a hitch. I decided that I could do with throwing my boots across so they wouldn't unbalance me (I was already a little bit precarious with a large pack). The distance wasn't great and I have prowess in the welly-wanging department, so it should have been a cinch. However, whilst my first boot easily had enough force behind it, the trajectory was a little on the high side and it was deposited somewhere near the middle of the river. I had to snap Ben out of his fit of laughter to quickly stop the boot from sailing off downstream. A sense of dread came over me as I contemplated the next two days with a waterlogged boot, but miraculously the weight distribution of my boot came to my rescue and I pretty much got away with a dry boot. Descending for its extreme height (the trajectory wasn't even close to right), the boot had managed to land sole-first in the water and then float rather than tip over and be filled with water. More boat than boot (although they are fairly similar with a Scottish accent). Needless to say, I managed to learn from this ignominious start and the second boot had no trouble in getting across (more hammer throwing technique than welly-wanging, to those familiar with highland games techniques).

The ascent up to the plateau where we would eventually camp was quite slow with our big packs, but we had plenty of time. Once at this level, we were able to deposit our packs for the final 200m of ascent to Binnean Beag, which was much appreciated and from there we enjoyed uninterrupted views of all of Lochaber. There was a little snow on the path round to Sgurr Eilde Mor, but nothing too much to worry us. Once again we deposited our bags on a prospective campsite and climbed the remaining slightly steeper section to the summit. Again, full summit clarity and not a breath of wind. From the top we were able to convince ourselves of our choice of tent pitch and the route onwards the following day.

We started setting up the tent at 5pm, around 7 hours after leaving the car. The spot was great, next to a frozen lochan and on a soft bed of moss. After some pasta and a wee dram of whisky we slept like babies for a good 10 hours. Definitely one of the most comfortable campsites I've ever found, although temperatures dropped well below freezing, so I was glad for the winter sleeping bag!

 Binein Mor from SEM

 The Grey Corries and me from BB

 Attempting to recreate our former selves

 Looking steeply down on our campsite from SEM

 Ben may have forgotten a mug for his tea...

A fantastic pitch-er

187, 188. Stob a'Choire Odhair (226), Stob Ghabhar (55). 28/04/2018.

Having not climbed many hills for a while, I was keen for some summits in this slightly adventurous long weekend in Scotland, whatever the weather. We were considering camping, but having kept a close eye on the forecast, the first night was set for heavy rain, so we booked a B&B and picked a medium-length walk on our way up from Edinburgh to Fort William.

These two hills lie up a narrow road to the west of Bridge of Orchy and with showers due to come in during the afternoon, we wanted to get walking as soon as possible. So we rented a car and with a pit stop at the Green Welly, we were climbing before midday.

One thing I noticed straight away was the joy of having a very light pack. Of course I love carrying my children up mountains, but it's nice to have a rest every now and again. We also had great visibility and the views from the top of Stob a'Choire Odhair over Rannoch Moor were superb.

The climb was straightforward along a track to start with, before a path up the nose of Stob a'Choire Odhair. Between the two summits there was a fair amount of reascent and a snow slope to contend with on the north side of Stob Ghabhar's eastern shoulder, but the walker before us had kicked nice steps which made this a good bit easier. Plenty of snow at the top, but no difficulties and we had managed to dodge the showers until we were hit by one hail shower on the descent. Initially we were quite content to weather this in our T-shirts, but as the hail got to the size of paintballs, we found ourselves emitting small yelps and armoured jackets were suitably donned.

The hail stopped after not too long and there was a nice waterfall beside our line of descent. Back to the car after 5h45 and a great first day.

 SG from S a'CO

 Just before the hail shower

 Rannoch Moor

A nice waterfall

Thursday, September 07, 2017

186. Ben Klibreck (194). 09/08/2017

For Elodie's fifth Munro, we were joined by her uncle Oliver. Staying in Lochinver, this was a slightly long drive away, but that gave the dodgy weather a chance to lift a bit. It was still drizzling when we started and for the first hour or so, but it did improve and become quite good towards the end.

We started off with a river crossing, which can always be a bit treacherous in the rain, but once the correct crossing point was found it wasn't too bad. Then we had a boggy but quite easy walk across moorland to the foot of the climb. From here we went straight up the side on a small path, but in hindsight we should probably have continued a bit further SE to where the slopes eased off because the route we took was pretty steep. Not only was it tiring, I was also a bit worried about my balance with the pack. Anyway, with due care we got to the ridge and found the path along it to the summit. 

It was much nicer on the ridge, particularly since the mist was just starting to lift and we were beginning to be able to see some of our surroundings. The final pull up to the summit was quite windy and cold, but instead of this bothering Elodie, she promptly fell asleep - obviously quite snug enough dressed in her sheepskin.

Halfway back down to the ridge, the cloud lifted completely and we were able to see our way down more gentle slopes from the ridge and back across the bog to the river crossing (which was now dry). Elodie was a little less happy with this section of bog and made her opinions heard, but all in all she had done pretty well. Back to the car in 5 hours.

 A variety of reactions displayed at the summit

 The clouds lifting off the ridge as we start our descent

Looking back to the summit