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Allison was heading for her holidays (again) in Torridon this week so it seemed sensible to dovetail the hills with her holiday - we would go up to Kintail on Thursday night, then Craig would come and pick her up on Sunday and they could head back up to Torridon. Weather promised to be okay, no storm-like winds. I had drawn up about half a dozen options for what we could do depending on how things went - we'd start with the South Shiel Ridge, maybe continue over Sgurr na Sgine/Saddle; maybe add The Sisters; do the Brothers and maybe add on Mullach Fraoch and A'Chralaig. And a Simm or two
With the nights drawing in we only got about 3km along the road to the start of the South Shiel Ridge before we had to stop and select an acceptable spot to pitch - I had previously used a pitch by the bridge as you start up the path to Creag a'Mhaim but I knew there wasn't a lot of choice there and it would be hard to find a spot by head torch. Where we chose was alright, although you could still see the road. The morning was dry, a bit midgy but it looked like there would be cloud on the tops. As we were eating breakfast we heard the footsteps of a walker go past...later on we spotted him taking a direct route up Creag a'Mhaim...seemed a bit daft when there was a perfectly good stalkers path to use, but there you go. We - using the aforementioned path - overtook him just before the top.
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Morning
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Summit Clag
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It wasn't a bad day to be out, little wind and you could see down into the glens even if the mist was lying along the ridge for much of the way. We'd last done these hills in 2018, together on an extremely hot day where I had severe toothache - I remember little of that outing

After we passed Maol China Dearg the mist lifted. We met one more person, on the top of the fifth summit, but it seemed really quiet for a reasonable day in mid August. Being lazy this time, we took the bypass for Sgurr Beag as we approached the final Munro. We now had to make a decision...werre we continuing to Sgurr na Sgine and doing the Sisters, or heading down to do the Brothers? With big packs on, the ups and downs of the ridge were taking their toll on knees and other bits and we ended up making the sensible decision to head down off Creag nan Damh and find a spot to camp, doing the Brothers and Mullach/A'Chralaig with the Sisters being left for another day. This allowed us to head down the NW shoulder of Creag nan Damh and to include the Simm of Sgurr a'Chuillin, following a fence line all the way. Lots of stags prowling around the hillside here. I thought this was a reasonably good way off the final Munro, shorter than the standard route and closer to the Cluanie end of the glen if you're walking back up there.
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Sgurr a'Chuillin
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Descent
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Anyway we weren't, we - after some struggling - found an almost alright place to pitch in the trees near the road - we could have used a much frequented spot by the river, but suspected it might be in use by others, this being a Friday night and all. Although we could hear the road, the traffic noise was dissipated by the trees and it was quite peaceful, There was enough breeze to let us sit outside to eat out Huel - I spotted a spider that had gathered several tall stalks of grass to form the frame of its web...just sitting there, suspended upside down. Thinking spidery thoughts, no doubt. What do spiders think about?
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In the morning we got the tent packed away and set off across the road to walk maybe a kilometre to the route up to the Brothers via Bealach an Lapain. Allison hadn't been here before, I think I came down here the first time I did the Brothers but that's so long ago I can barely recall it. The first section involved going through wet bracken; the rain came on and off, but it was really too hot climbing up here to keep a waterproof jacket on. It felt a long way

Eventually we did get to the bealach, then the next 200 odd metres to the summit of Saileag. A brazen raven was giving us the flypast as we neared the cairn, then alighted upon it, stalking off with a proprietal air as we arrived.
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We paused for lunch before attempting Sgurr a'Bhealaich Dheirg. As we pressed on along the ridge I noticed one of my boots was falling to bits - hopefully it would hold out for the next 24 hours

Out to the wee crag at the summit of Dheirg, then onwards to Aonach Meadhoin, being passed by a runner, the only person we saw on the hills all day. The rain had started in earnest now, a bit earlier than forecast and the clag descended too. I managed to take the wrong shoulder off Sgurr an Fhurail, meaning we had to contour a bit to get the northern shoulder, not the SE one down to the Cluanie. From here we got glimpses of Bealach a'Choinich, where we were headed and I started to think about where to pitch for the night. I had fears that everywhere would be really sodden, the recent and current rain adding to this. Wanting to leave less mileage for tomorrow, we headed towards the Allt a'Chaorainn Mhoir, although with a bit of a sinking feeling. After scouting about I found a hummock beloved by deer which would just about do. As we started to unpack the rain got even heavier and the midges came out in force - I admit that I howled curses at every midge that had ever been born and told the rain to stop at once...not that it made any difference, but I vented some anger

We spotted a guy walking along the path to the Cluanie in shorts - that looked a bit mental, but he probably had the same thought about us putting up a tent...
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Aonach Meadhoin
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Bealach a'Choinnich
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Ciste Dhubh
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It isn't easy to get yourself and your stuff inside a tent when its pouring without getting everything soaking, or without letting one hundred thousand midges in, but we managed a fair job and shut up shop for the night. The rain continued til 9 or so - I had soaked trousers and shirt, which I attempted to dry with body heat overnight (reasonably successful). A nice drop of Lagavulin helped ease the distress
It was dry on Sunday morning, but the midges were around, there being virtually no wind at all. I had intended to walk round to Coire Odhar, where I remembered there being a path up to Mullach FC but the shoulder to the south of Coire a'Glas Thuill on A'Chralaig looked too inviting to avoid...it was a steady sweat up 600m on short grass most of the way. Allison was annoyed at me for not giving her the Smidge before she set off, I reckoned that walking would avoid the beasts, but she must have been walking at their pace, as she complained of being eaten alive all the way up. I just kept getting keds on my head.
The nice shoulder up in backdrop
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The pinnacles of Mullach FC
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Once on the A'Chralaig ridge, we walked along to Stob Choire a'Craileag where we dumped our packs before doing an out and back to Mullach FC. Always a little scary going along here, I find, especially in snow. But there was none of that today. Nobody else around either. Views were rather good, with mist coming and going from the many surrounding hills. We headed next to the summit of A'Chralaig, where we had lunch, just about avoiding the midge menace. One more hill to be done - the Top of a'Choich. We left our packs near the top of the steepish scramble down from the 1051m point and enjoyed a nice amble out to the top - this would make a nice camp spot, enveloped in mountains. Back up to where we'd come down then the knee jarring descent from A'Chralaig and a mile along the road to the car, where Craig was waiting to take Allison off on her hols.
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Mullach FC
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Top of A'Chioch
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