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We were staying at the Tulloch hostel for the weekend and, frankly, the weather had been disappointing ... until this morning which was clear, bright and sunny. Beinn Iaruinn seemed a good choice of Sunday hill before driving back to Glasgow so up Glen Roy we went to park just before the bridge over the stream flowing down Coire nan Eun. We looked at the hill, checked out the high bracken and heather, saw the crags, felt the heat building and the midges biting and set off up the steep hillside on the North side of the Coire.
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- The view from the car park
Initially, there were traces of a narrow track but this soon disappeared in the forest of bracken and heather. We ploughed on, picking the most sensible route we could find by linking the clearest sections of the hillside, which by now was very steep.
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- Ascending the steep slopes
Eventually we reached some barer sections of ground which were almost terraced and better progress was made.
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- Looking South down Glen Roy from the slopes of beinn Iaruinn
Finally, we could see the skyline of the plateau and we reached the low point between pt779 and the summit and all that remained was a gentle stroll over to the cairn with fantastic views all around.
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- Approaching the summit
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- Looking over to the Loch Lochy Munros
There was a lovely breeze at the cairn to keep the midges at bay and we sat for a long time savouring the vistas and discussing the differences between the panoramas to the East and West. It was, indeed, a wonderful viewpoint.
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- Looking NE from the summit
There was, however, still the matter of the descent and we decided, wisely, I think, to start by making a descending traverse to the NE and then swinging back round back to our cars as the ground dictated. It was steep and awkward in places but by stopping and looking at the terrain ahead, we always seemed to find a line of least resistance, as it were, and we reached the road a few hundred metres North of the bridge. We all agreed that this had been a few more enjoyable hill than expected despite the constant angle of ascent and difficult ground.
