Hill: Beinn a’Chaisteil (Hill of the Castle) (886m) & Beinn nam
Fuaran (Hill of the Well) (806m)
Type: Corbett x2
I admit that I did
not sleep too well last as I doubted the wisdom of this ramble. I
booked accommodation at the last minute with a regular B&B I use,
Inverardran House, in Crianlarich, as the forecast was for dry
weather. It turned out to be not just dry but scorching and it was
prolonged, unheard of in Scotland. Last night there were some
thunderstorms that caused travel disruption and they were forecast to
continue today from midday. Just about the time I would be traversing
from Corbett 1 to 2. Would I be drenched, would I be hit by
lightning, was I mad, possibility of all 3.
Alarm woke me from
my disturbed sleep at 6am but I was determined so up, dressed and en
route within 15 minutes. Traffic was light and I made better time
than expected, actually 30 minutes too early for the Green Welly
restaurant to open, no black pudding and fried egg roll to dry me
out. So I went to the snack bar, a total rip off compared to the
restaurant and far inferior food, avoid unless you must.
Drove to Auch and
ready to go for 8.30, about an hour ahead of where I thought I would
be. Just as I started off a call from the good lady. I immediately
thought I had left something but nope just a courtesy call,
suspicious!
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Bulk of Chaisteil dominates with Fuaran peeking out behind |
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Munro of Beinn Mhanach ahead I turned right and walked below it |
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On the climb views of Dorain left and Dothaidh right |
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Levelling out |
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Top in sight |
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From top looking back down Glen Lyon |
I walked down past
Auch farm wondering where the body of the cyclist had been hidden,
two drunks will pay a heavy price but not as much as the cyclist.
My route starts with
Beinn nam Fuaran which is the furthest away and is a good 90 minutes
walk before I even start climbing. It is pleasant enough through the
Auch glen with at least 3 river crossings, all fine in today's arid
conditions but I can imagine it could be wet feet at other times. The
heat was feeling quite oppressive hemmed in here in the glen and
again I was questioning my decision making.
The slopes had
looked steep and intimidating so it was with some relief that the
gradient looked better when I finally left the track and started my
ascent. Fools optimism.
From here it is
about 400m of ascent which does not sound too bad but it is pathless,
very steep, over rough terrain particularly at this time of the year
when the grasses and bracken are flourishing. The last 100m is less
steep but under that sun it did not feel like it. I met up with the
old fence and followed it for the last section to the summit. A
strong wind was blowing, great to be cooler but was it the precursor
of the weather warning? The haze meant that even nearby hills were
not great viewing but it was what it was, I was there. Onwards or
not, you know the answer.
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Chaisteil ahead from Fuaran |
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Follow the fence all the way |
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Looking back from summit to Fuaran |
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My car is up at the big tree plantation still a way to go |
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View over Beinn Chaorach and Crianlarich munros beyond |
The 2nd
Corbett of the day in sight. I knew there was a drop of about 260m
but it felt much more and I was once again questioning my sanity for
doing both. My knees were feeling the descent and as I dropped it was
getting hotter and hotter and the ascent looked more daunting.
Looking at the map I had descended
This is bog and peat
hag territory but I had studied a line which seemed to avoid the
worst of the hags and indeed it did under these dry conditions but
still plenty of wet stuff to remind you of what might have been, but
it I wont affect me as I do not intend to be back but you never know.
I had descended away
from the hill to avoid the crags so it was ‘relief’ to head back
towards the hill and start climbing again.
It is only a climb
of circa 350m and on a good gradient so it should have been
straightforward but turned out to be anything but for a few reasons.
It was hot, hot, hot and my 3 litres of water which had seemed
excessive weight at the start was going down rapido. The clegs were
more numerous than on any walk I can remember, I lost count of how
many I killed never mind the ones I swept off my clothing. One did
succeed above my elbow and though my top. Throw in a couple of ticks
and it was an ascent of constant concentration but not always on the
terrain. Finally with 200m to go my legs were gubbed. I was walking
in short sections before having to stop. I assume it was the heat
along with 2 weeks since walking but I had exercised every day so
most likely the heat. After about 15 seconds of rest the cleg attack
forced me to move for the next short section.
With immense relief
I reached the small cairn and Corbett 100 had been ascended. My
reward a water bottle with a dodgy tablet for rehydration and a
Turkish Delight bar, smaller than I remembered but the sugar hit was
appreciated. Again hazy but good views.
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SE towards Chaorach |
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Descending and looking at the long track walk back in the heat |
The hill is far too
steep and cragged to descend from the summit so a track heads SE away
from where you want to be and does so for quite some time. By now I
just wanted to get back to the car. But the rehydration stuff and the
sugar had worked so feeling better. When I reached a lochan I decided
to just head down the slopes. It was painful as my socks and boots
were not cooperating despite being regular companions. The clegs were
back on the attack throughout the descent and although I could see
the track it never seemed to get closer. Until it did and I was
there.
Of course on this
hard packed estate track, under the beating sun it was back to hot,
hot, too hot.
There are three
building projects you pass, a lot of dosh is being spent here.
Hot and bothered the
walk is over, the yellow alert has been cancelled and I am in need of
a cool shower followed by an even colder beer.
I had not heard any
trains on my ramble and at the finish discovered last nights
thunderstorms had caused a landslide that had blocked the route, no
trains running so tomorrows long looked forward day out not going to
happen. Honestly this is Scotland but obviously under climate attack,
not just the clegs then.
Memorable ramble
mainly because it was the ton up, but it was too hot for enjoyment
and as such I was the only idiot on the hills it seemed, if anybody
else was there I did not spot them.
Ascent: 992m
Distance: 18.6km
Time: 6.07
Wildlife: Small
Heath; Chimney Sweep; Raven; Meadow Pipit; Linnet; Chaffinch;
Oystercatcher; Common Frog; Cuckoo; Wheatear;