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- The route and moving time
This route can only be done when the river is low enough to ford. There are alternatives but cycling up the other side or crossing the last footbridge involves then negotiating a landslide and is quite an ordeal in itself without doing these Munros too. We could have started further up but cycling Glen Feshie is always a delight so we started from Feshiebridge car park.
Took just over an hour to get to the ford where the boots have to come off and sandals/crocs donned. Jaysus the water was cold. Thankfully not deep enough to come up the the motor of the e-bike. Was told once by the Bothy caretaker that if you can’t see the three stones at the far side, don’t attempt to cross. My feet were in pain from the cold but it was easy enough and soon had the socks and boots on for the grind up the hill track.
- Enter if ye daur
This is a great track but steep in parts. Hubby (on non powered mountain bike) had to get off and push for bits and even I, on the e-bike had to push some bits.
- The road is long
Nonetheless, we took about 1hr 30 to get to the bit where we dumped the bikes. Then plodded on to get to the summit of Monadh Mor in another hour. So from the van we were at the first summit in 3hr30mins, not bad going.
It was an easy, airy walk along the top before dropping down to the bealach between the two hills. The mist had cleared and the views were lovely. Wouldn't like to be walking all the way or be doing them in the clag, it's pretty flat and bleak up here but the views to elsewhere are fab on a clear day like this. We could even see all the way to East and West Lomond in Fife.
- Devil’s point and Cairntoul emerging out the mist
The path is initially easy up to Beinn Bhrotain, then you get to a boulder field where progress is assisted by convenient wee cairns placed every so often. Once at the top, there is a trig point and a wee shelter. Stopped a bit out the wind to eat our piece and enjoy the views before heading back from whenst we came.
At this point it did seem to go on a bit and there isn’t much to see though in this weather it was still great.
- Nothing to see here
Eventually I could see the bikes and we got to them about 4pm.
- Yay, the bikes
Back on our trusty steeds, it was a bit of a plod back up then a whizz all the way down. To be honest, my hands were sore from gripping the brakes.
- Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee
There are a couple of wee streams to cross. Rather than risk a fall up here in the wilderness we dismounted and pushed across.
- Hubby approaches ford
From picking up bikes back to the big ford at the River Feshie took only 40 minutes. Still cold but it was quite refreshing on the tootsies.
- Concentration and white knuckles
- Ah bliss
Then it was another 30 minutes back to the van at Feshiebridge. A really quick way of getting these two in the bag, especially on an e-bike. Given my dodgy Achilles, dodgy knee, old broken foot injury, I’m glad I did it this way. And fit hubby did it on his mountain bike - major kudos (he’s a club cyclist so pretty fit).