And so it proved today, although I left the car in a gloomy but dry sky the rain started a few minutes later and by the time I was out in the Corrie it was lashing down. The new goretex jacket performed excellently but simply channelled the water down over my trousers. And the goretex trousers….were in my winter rucksack. Och well…
Vorlich is a strange wee hill to me, the drive in to it and the walk up past the house is a delight. But the next bit, plodding up the bare coire, I find deadly dull and featureless. Then you swerve left on to the ridge and it’s all good again; and I can still remember the view at the top even though I haven’t seen it for a few years!
The torrents were continuing on the summit so once again Stuc a Chroin was left for another day. Nicer to climb via Beinn Each anyway.
No wildlife, 2 hours 5 minutes to the top (not bad for an auld ane) and an inch of water in the bottom of my rucksack when I got home. But my legs will thank me on the next good day we get….
