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OK so "Catastrophe" is a bit of strong word, but it works well with the rest of the title. F*** up probably wouldn't have worked quite as well.
Anyway, i'll begin at the beginning.
I had no plans to walk this weekend, but a sudden requirement from my girlfriend for some peace and quiet to edit a couple of her shoots meant I had an all-day pass. I hadn't been on the hills since the Aonach Eagach in mid-August, so had a look over the map, disregarded areas with deer-stalking (or lack of clear) information, and finally decided it was time to lose my high Cairngorms virginity. Appropriately, this would indeed turn out to be an awkard, fumbling affair also.
After about 4 hours kip, the alarm went off at 5:30 and I got up and walked the house like a half-shut knife attempting to make breakfast while still quite probably asleep. Finally, after some Frosties, Toast and the strongest, most disgusting cup of coffee in my lifetime, I headed off at 6:15am.
The drive was not promising. The bridge at Cray, 400m short of the Glen Shee Road was closed and a series of confusing and ill-advised diversions had been prepared. Eventually after much faffing about, swearing and a spell of pea soup fog at the Cairnwell, i found the Linn of Dee car park, got my stuff together and set off. I'd finally decided on the Carn a'Mhaim-Ben MacDui walk, returning by Sron Riath down Glen Luibeag. It's a long walk-in, which i tried to get over with by walking as quickly as i could. Several people passed me on bikes.
- The Sensible Way in.
Derry Lodge appears at around 3 miles. It was quite busy with a few folk, mostly kids, presumably on a DoE or something. I crossed the footbridge and continued on, almost standing on a beheaded rat. Not something i expected to see! After around 5 miles I got to the fork in the path before Lui Water.
My first mistake happened here. I was making good time and on checking the map, adding Derry Cairngorm looked eminently do-able, but would probably need to be done first, as the descent off Carn a'Mhaim didn't look too bad. I felt good, and decided to take the right branch and head up Glen Luibeag, a rather bonny wee glen it is too. This gave me the option and time to change my mind and head up Sron Riath if necessary.
- Ben MacDui and Derry Cairngorm from Glen Luibeag
By about 10am I'd got to the fork in this path and followed a stalker's path up towards Derry Cairngorm. This was a boggy mess, and after about 45 minutes of sodden trudging along the hillside, I got bored, fed up, and left the path to head straight up to the northern cairn/tor on Carn Crom. After a thigh crushing ascent up steep bouldery terrain, I eventually met the path that leads from Derry Cairngorm down past Carn Crom. This was quite a pleasant ascent in comparison. The clag rolled in and out, annoying but nonetheless giving some dramatic views.
- Heading up Derry Cairngorm
- Looking Up Glen Derry
Derry Cairngorm's claggy summit was reached. The cairn touched, a photo taken and after about 29 seconds, I was on my way off to Ben Macdui.
- Unnecessary Close up of Derry Cairngorm's Summit
The descent was a tedious and time-consuming boulder-hop (the theme of the day) but eventually myself and my aching knees met a path to the right of Coire Sputan Dearg and this was a pleasant stretch for a while. There was a fine view back down the Glen.
- Glen Luibeag
Cairn Gorm with it's summit paraphernalia was clearly visible.
- Cairn Gorm and Loch Etchachan
The Coire's cliffs were beautiful pieces of rock architecture.
- Cliffs and Derry Cairngorm
- Cliffs and Lochan Uaine
The climb up to Ben Macdui from here is a long one, but thankfully not excessively steep, and after passing the huge stone shelter, I summited around 13:30. It's a strange and eerie summit plateau, exacerbated by the constant clag, and littered with wee stone shelters.
- Ben Macdui's huge cairn and Trig
- Obligatory Photo of Plaque Thing
I sat down for a while and considered my options. My thighs were hurting like hell and I knew my knees weren't going to be great, especially with a few miles of a walkout. I'd decided the sensible thing to do was to head off by Sron Riath and come back for Carn a'Mhaim another day. I just didn't have the energy. I got the map out and took what i thought was a good bearing. However, whether i'd been too casual, or failed to let the compass settle for long enough, god knows, but what I had done was make an absolute schoolboy error. I would discover this around 30 minutes later as when i finally clambered down a horrifically steep and unpleasant boulderfield to be confronted by the Carn a'Mhaim ridge. I'd come down the wrong shoulder of Macdui.
- Oh shhhh.........
I was absolutely livid with myself. I couldn't face climbing back up 300 or so metres to the path off Sron Riath. So my only real option was to cross-country it, cross Allt-Clach-Nan-Teallar and join the Carn a'Mhaim ridge, and either do this third munro or look for a decent path off it into Glen Luibeag, although I don't remember seeing one on the way up the glen earlier, and the map showed nothing.
I still had quite a bit of boulderfield to descend off Macdui. It took an eternity, my knees hurt like hell, I was fuming with myself and I just didn't want to do this last hill. I felt like i'd been forced into it through my own stupidity. I think i cursed and swore all the way along the ridge.
I made the summit, tapped it, took a photo and got going. I just wanted off this hill, which in itself was annoying because it IS a fine hill and a cracker of a ridge walk in it's own right.
- Carn a'Mhaim Summit with Devil's Point behind
So began the day's final descent. I finally picked up a phone signal to tell my girlfriend I'd be extremely late, and set off slowly down the hill. It was utterly awful. Every plant of my right boot sent a shockwave of pain up the side of my knee. I began to seriously question if i could even get back along the decent path to the car, once back on level ground. I started to fantasise about being time-warped 3 hours forward when i'd be in the car, nearly home.
- Oh my god.
I took the above with my phone camera as i was too tired to take my rucksack off and get the proper camera out. Finally I got down and crossed Lui Water and headed along towards the car. I limped, shuffled and swore the 5 and a bit miles back to Linn of Dee. I probably considered never walking hills again. I definitely considered stopping in Braemar for a well-deserved packet of fags and tins of red bull. Finally, at 6:45pm, I saw the car again. A painful change of clothes later and i was heading home (including a stop in Braemar).
I learned the following lessons:
1. Check and re-check compass and bearings
2. Try using poles rather than needing a knee replacement before I reach 50.
3. Never stop smoking for 3 weeks then have a fag while driving after a day of total exhaustion.
4. Red Bull and Kit Kats are gifts from the gods.
On the positive side, the area is absolutely beautiful and one i'd really like to camp in next year to have time to really appreciate it. Some of the dead trees look pretty cool as well.
- Weird Tree