So this weekend, I had arranged another trip away with my Dad in the van.


The morning came, and was cold, damp and misty.. We set off about 9.30, I had realised by that point that the important things I had forgotten this trip, were my camera and GPS..

At the car park there is a sign that says there is no parking further up the road, but there is a few spaces as it turns out. never mind it wasnt far



We stopped for elevenses at 11, under an overhanging rock that dripped on us a lot.. so we were soon cold and eager to get going again.

We hit the first top, then the next one that was a bit rocky, then the next which on the map looked like it should of been the summit of Sgiath Chuil, but there was no cairn! Hmmm we could only see 50 yards, so there was a bit of humming and haaing, before we decided to carry on, and finally found the summit

We retraced our steps a short distance and headed down the hillside.. I had thought there must surely of been a path, but we saw no sign of anything going in the right direction. It was a steep descent, hard on my Dads dodgy knee, and when we finally got back down below the clag, the location of the bealach was far from obvious


Soon it was time to head up the way again, we had discovered we were a bit south of the actual bealach, so we just chose a route up to a shoulder where we re-entered the clag and kind of skirted round onto the ridge. It wasn't far from there up to meall Glas summit, but the weather had taken a turn for the worse and we were pelted with large high velocity drops which made us circle the cairn and head back the way we came very quickly indeed

We retraced our steps, but carried on the ridge path up to beinn Cheathaich, which has a fine trig, and onward down the ridge. From the other side of the glen we had seen a track going down to the glen from the ridge, but it felt an awful lot further than it looked down to it. My dads knee was obviously giving him a lot of pain down the steep track, so we stopped for a rest and all of a sudden, the rain stopped and sunny patches appeared


Everything suddenly looked brighter, and we descended down past Lubchurran and down to the ford. I took the speed approach across, Dad tried to pick his way. We were both squelching in our boots regardless


Oh it was right driechit day.. even if I had remembered my camera, I dont think there would of been a single picture worth posting

