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As part of an overnight trek into the Grey Corries, Darren and I had decided to tick off the two Innse Corbetts prior to a recce round the Lairig Leacach bothy and a fine evening stroll up the coire between Stob Ban and Stob Coire Claurigh. It was to be a very memorable trip as we really had the finest of conditions. We parked the car, got ready to roll and I prepared myself to only take in all I would need in a 35-litre rucksack. Would it be enough? We set off at great speed along the land rover track and happened upon a rather unusual gentleman. He was a little wooden to say the least. We made fine progress but as began our climb up Cruach Innse, the heat took its toll. Jeezo, would we even get to our pre-designated camping spot just below Stob Ban?! No matter, on we pressed and as we topped out on Cruach Innse, we had fine views across the Easains, Sgurr Innse and Stob Ban. Not a soul around - the beauty of the Corbetts - not that I'm unsociable of course. We descended quickly to the bealach and then began the steepish climb up Sgurr Innse. Again, this was a mighty wee peak, which we could only really appreciate from our 'unanticipated downclimb' - others have described such manoovers as 'untechnical' - I like to think we showed aptitude and proficiency but it may have only gleaned a B+. As we looked back, we could see the shelf, which would have made things easier but it's half the fun! We didn't muck ahout as time was getting on and we wanted to catch the sunset from Stob Ban. We had a brief recce round the bothy and then continued up a fine path to the bealach, taking time out to re-stock our dwindling watter. At the bealach, we found a perfect pitching spot, camped up (I'm free - again) and had oor dinner before an evening stroll/scramble up Stob Ban. What a brilliant sunset it was (as others will testiclefy) and we took a gamut of photos when suddenly, Darren took on the appearance of something not of this terrain. The developing darkness and sunset with the camera aimed at his silhouette projected an awful image and made my spincter loosen. He was the Grey Corries Ripper! Aiiieeeeeeee! I left him to it and scarpered down the tricky scree slopes to open the hip flask and calm the nerves. It was a pretty cold night and I slept little. At 0510, just as I was drifting off to sleep, Darren awoke me with a shout that the sunrise looked 'awesome'. I'll f**kin sunrise ye....oh yes, it was rather lovely. We revelled in that, breakfasted, then de-camped (free I am not said Yoda). We were on top of Stob Coire Claurigh by 0710 and Darren had nabbed the 1st Munro top, Ceannain, by 0740. I then received news that Bin Laden had been killed and that they had thrown him in the sea - I thought it was rather ironic that in a million years, he'll be oil. Our romp across the Grey Corries was memorable with crystal clear visibility, a somewhat biting wind but beautiful conditions. A number of spots lend themselves to some amazing shots as hopefully this report depicts. Our walk across to Sgurr Choinnich Mor was also a delight although the eventual descent back to the car via the disused tramway did result in an unexpected 'a cheval' manouevre, which was precarious. 2 Corbetts, 4 Munros and I'm ready for the Munro 50 challenge. A fantastic 21 hours.
- Our revered wooden friend
- Cruach Innse summit - to the Easains
- That's one small step for aiiieeeee.....
- From Sgurr Innse summit to brother Cruach
- Sgurr Innse - you little beauty
- The boffy to the Ban
- Testing the new tent w Sgurr Innse for co
- Beautiful Easains in evening glow
- The pink corries
- Help meeeeeeeeeeeeee!
- Mooooarrrnaaaann!
- Stob Ban at time approaching Bin Laden's death
- The Grey Corries
- Cooooeeeee
- Last peak of the day - Sgurr Choinnich Mor
- Gimme infinity!
- Darren makes love to the dam - shocking behaviour