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As has been a regular occurrence this July, the weekdays are blessed with glorious weather and the weekend forecast was again miserable. The rain was due to start between 1-2pm but I was determined to get views from the summit of this hill (it's normally paired with Sgorr nan Lochan Uaine which I did last week in cloud) so set the alarm for 4am. FOUR AM I repeat, as I'm a night owl and I seriously considered not going to bed at all. I eventually stumbled out of bed at 4:20 and took breakfast with me so as not to waste any time or have second thoughts about going at all. I promised myself I would eat my b/fast before 9am. Unlike many people I don't enjoy eating on the hill and rarely feel hungry so have to force myself to stop for food intake.
There was a gorgeous sunrise over the Achnashellach hills as I drove down the Bealach road.
Looking across Loch Kishorn to Courthill and beyond.Sgurr Dubh by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
The Achnashellach hills at sunrise. Maol Chean-dearg, An Ruadh-stac and Sgurr a'Gharaidh.Sgurr Dubh-2 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
I parked at the Ling Hut car-park and immediately I got out of the car was attacked by hordes of midges. There wasn't a breath of wind and the sun hadn't touched the glen yet. Made a mad dash for the midge jacket in the boot and got kitted up. But I couldn't drink my coffee - which is essential for a good day on the hill. No matter, I would have breakfast when I'd gained some altitude and there would be a breeze.
The Fisherman's Hut with Liathach reflection.Sgurr Dubh-3 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
I headed up the Ling Hut path and took off up the hillside at the third ford. I wasn't going to overshoot the hill this time! Actually there was a pretty good path across the boggy bits and up by the waterfall/gully.
The waterfall.Sgurr Dubh-4 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
The thing about the ascent of this hill is that you can make your own scrambling opportunities. I didn't do much scrambling as it would have slowed me down too much and the midges were still out in force. Once the ridge is attained all the beauties of Sgurr Dubh show themselves. It's such a great hill - lots of jewel-like lochans, undulating hillocks, mini-cliffs, mixtures of quartzite and red sandstone, fantastic scenery on a gorgeous summer morning - priceless!
Just attained the ridge - looking back at Lochan Neimhe. Beinn na h-Eaglaise and Beinn Damh behind.Sgurr Dubh-5 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Liathach and a glimpse of Loch Torridon from the ridge.Sgurr Dubh-6 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
One of the lochans. The main summit is not visible at centre but the secondary summit is the prominence on the left - which is the top you see from Glen Torridon.Sgurr Dubh-7 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
I knew I had to have some breakfast but there was still not a breath of wind and every time I stopped the midges descended in their multitudes. So I set down my pack and just ate my munchies walking round in circles. I'm sure I ate hundreds of midges too as they were everywhere - extra protein I suppose
Breakfast view.Sgurr Dubh-8 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Breakfast view 2. Sgurr nan Lochan Uaine in the centre.Sgurr Dubh-9 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Yet another lochan.Sgurr Dubh-10 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Getting higher with quartzite on the south, sandstone to the north. Maol Chean-dearg on the left.Sgurr Dubh-11 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
I then reached a three-way bealach and saw where I would descend into Coire an Leth-uillt. You are in and out of quartzite and sandstone - the sandstone makes for much easier walking!
Beinn Liath Beag, Beinn Liath Mor and Sgurr nan Lochan Uaine.Sgurr Dubh-12 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
The final (highest) lochan and from here on it's a slog up broken quartzite.Sgurr Dubh-13 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Same lochan - infinity pool effect!Sgurr Dubh-14 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
It was at this point that I realized the midges had disappeared. I assume it's that there wasn't enough soil for them as there was still no wind. It was lovely to be able to sit down for a while! However, I could see the weather moving in from the west.
The summit cairn and shelter.Sgurr Dubh-15 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
The east end of Glen Torridon with Loch Clair below and the road leading to Kinlochewe.Sgurr Dubh-16 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
East end of Liathach and west end of Beinn Eighe. Beinn Dearg and Beinn an Eoin in the gap.Sgurr Dubh-17 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
I then went over to the lower top which looks directly down on to Glen Torridon.
Sgurr Dubh-18 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Sgurr Dubh-19 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
A lochan beside Creag Dubh and Loch Clair.Sgurr Dubh-20 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Loch Bharranch and the east end of the Beinn Eighe ridge.Sgurr Dubh-21 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
It was a very easy descent from the secondary top as there was a faint path all the way to the three-way bealach.
Sgurr nan Lochan Uaine straight ahead from the descent path.Sgurr Dubh-22 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
The next part of the descent was not too steep and on grass/moss and I soon joined the path in Coire an Leth-uillt which leads all the way down to Coulin Lodge. The midges returned and I had to repeat my breakfast shenanigans to have some lunch. I had applied a midge repellent which was fairly successful in killing them but I was covered in dead midges in the sticky goop and the whole lunch experience was pretty miserable. By this time the rain had started and just got heavier and heavier throughout the afternoon. However, the walk out along Loch Clair was delightful.
Beinn Eighe across Loch Clair.Sgurr Dubh-23 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
From the bridge over the allt which joins Loch Coulin and Loch Clair.Sgurr Dubh-24 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
Last look at Sgurr Dubh before the clouds obliterated the top.Sgurr Dubh-25 by
anniesmountains, on Flickr
By the time I got back to the road I could no longer see the tops of Sgurr Dubh and I had a LONG walk back to the car in the pouring rain. But I didn't mind (and even refused a lift) as I could contemplate my day and what pleasure it was to meander amongst the lochans of Sgurr Dubh.