Followed the landrover track up to the gate, then headed up the hill at the wee cairn. Looked quite steep from here, and what appeared to be a light dusting of snow only on the slopes.
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Followed the course of the stream up the lower slopes - boggy and not frozen, another plus. Started to run into snow at about 600m but just a thin covering. However, another 100m up the snow was getting thicker and the path was getting invisible. Time to try out my crampons which arrived this week.
Had been a bit apprehensive about walking in snow on my own and also no real idea how to use the crampons other than a couple of youtube vids. But it was pretty straightforward
By the time I'd climbed up to 800m the visibility had all but gone and the wind was whipping up a miniblizzard across the path. There were snowdrifts over my knees and the dog wasn't looking as happy as he had been. used my poles to prod out safe places to stand. Wondered if I should turn back, but reckoned it was ok to keep going.
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By about 950m there was no sign of the path at all and beautiful sheets of snow.
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My glasses were starting to freeze over which further limited my vision and a was regretting my decision not to pack the goggles I'd bought recently (surely wasn't going to need them today...). Was also regretting bringing the dog - he was struggling through some of the deeper drifts, and I had to stop a few times to pull the little snowballs that were forning on the hair between his paw pads. Pressing on the summit briefly came into view then was obscured again. Beard is now frozen to my fleece but fortunately body feels quite warm.
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Finally got to the top and spotted the cairn. Had taken 2 hours 20 with a stop to put on the crampons and a couple of short breathers. the cairn seemed to be surrounded on 3 sides by more of a drop than I was anticipating. I was struggling to see the direction sign on my GPS becasue of the conditions and my icy covered specs. Ended up disorientated and heading back down the way I had come up (more or less) thinking that I was heading towards Stob Binnien.
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Could see nothing up ahead because of the mist, but did find the track, kept looking out for the rock on the bealach, but of course I'm going the wrong way. Dog's looking like a Yeti - never seen his pelt so fluffed up and covered with patches of ice. Wasn't until I dropped to about 750m and met another climber coming up - by which time visibility had lifted and I could see down to the loch that I learned I was just heading down the way I'd come. Did (briefly) think about going back up, but that would have been daft
Was chhered by the guy I met telling me that Stob Binnien is better reached by the south route from Balquidder, so that'll make another day's outing sometime.Reasonably easy going with the crampons still on til I got to about 400m when I decided to take them off and headed back to the car, somewhat earlier than I'd been expecting.
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Sat and had a bite to eat at the lochside by the layby while the dog paddled and washed most of the boggy filth off his legs.
So some lessons for me - was ok going on my own I think even in the poor visibility conditions but I should have tried out my contact lenses (or goggles); Crampons are useful and fairly easy to master (only tripped over once); Snow can be much deeper than you think it might be from lower down the hill; Just because I've got my GPS on I can still end up going the wrong way like a bleeding idiot if I don't check the the direction the path is taking me carefully enough.
I didn't find Ben More especially steep, thoyugh there's not much respite on the way up - think my legs suffered more with last weekend's exertions.
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