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For the first time in 14 months I'm actually working my contracted days this week, which means
not a Wednesday. The boss is somewhat apologetic when she breaks this news. I haven't the heart to tell her but truth be known the novelty of weekends off wore out after about the first six weeks last year. I am delighted by the return of the midweek day to myself. I do, however, have other commitments so with the forecast looking good search for a reasonably close at hand and shortish route. Luss, just a 40 minute drive away, seems a good place to start and after some consideration I settle on the Glen Striddle Horseshoe. I have a vague recollection of Beinn Dubh but have a feeling I was still in my teens at the time, so a year or 30 back. Time for a return visit.
I set off in warm sunshine and make my way through the wee patch of woodland which is presently carpeted in bluebells. A good start which is followed by a straightforward ascent up a clear grass path. It is an easy enough pull up, but rather monotonous. Sure the views back over Loch Lomond and toward the Ben are fine, but Beinn Dubh itself is all a bit grass, grass and more grass. No crags, no bogs, no burns, nothing to break it up.
- Bluebells in the woods.
- Bonnie banks, looking back down on Luss
- The ever beautiful Ben Lomond
After what feels like a month, but in reality is less than an hour, I am relieved to reach the fence line. Now it feels like I'm getting somewhere, and there's something on the hill to look at that isn't -expletive deleted- grass, even if it is just a fence. Definitely time to stop for a quick coffee before continuing to the top.
- Endless grass, the path up Beinn Dubh
- Coffee stop and more Ben Lomond
Caffeine topped up, and mood improved, I continue the short distance up to the first cairn of the day. From here on the walk becomes a pleasure. Views open up to the north and the Arrochar Hills, there are some fine peat hags and the path wends through gently undulating, boggy ground. On a wetter day this would be a proper squelch fest but today requires no more than an occasional detour around the soggiest bits, at no point do the gaiters leave the bag.
- Looking north from Beinn Dubh
I'm now enjoying myself immensely and amble slowly taking it all in. After a time I'm approaching a second cairn, marking the highest point on the round. This one is capped by what, from a distance, looks like an iddy-biddy snowman. It proves, unsurprisingly, not to be snow but a couple of chunks of quartzite, gleaming in the sun. From this point the views towards the Cobbler and it's neighbours are superb. An ideal spot to stop for some dinner. I settle down, pour coffee, dig out food, take one bite and it starts raining.
- Cobbler to the left of me, Beinn Ime to the right...A charming cairn with views to the Arrocher Hills
Now don't get me wrong, I quite like walking in the rain, I'm Scottish after all, it's in my DNA, but I prefer not to sit in it so decide to down the coffee and move on. Food can wait until it passes. Thankfully by the time I've bimbled my way around the horseshoe to Mid Hill the clouds have passed and the sun is shining once more. I find a spot looking back over Glen Striddle to Beinn Dudh and plonk myself down for dinner take two.
- Dinner take two, looking back to Beinn Dubh from Mid Hill
Fed and watered it is time to head downwards. The descent is relatively gentle and the views down the Glen Luss are pleasing.
- Descending down into Glen Luss
All that remains is the walk along the road back to the car. As road walking goes this one is pretty enjoyable. I encounter precisely two cars the whole way and amuse myself spotting finches and tits flitting about in the lovely deciduous woodland the lines either side and provides shade from the sun. It is a rather idyllic way to end what has been a not overly strenuous day in the hills.