Carn Chuinneag
Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 2:08 pm
A short drive up from Conon Bridge and we were at the huge parking area close to the beautiful Glen Calvie Lodge. Squally showers had accompanied us most of the way but for now they had stopped so we set off through the estate. It felt as though we shouldn't really be there, with several signs saying 'PRIVATE' and the route taking us past the most amazing treehouse and through gateposts topped with stone lions. I checked the map...yep, this was the route. As I was checking it one of the estate workers came along the track. 'Are we OK to be here?' I asked tentatively. 'Oh yes' he said 'we get lots of walkers coming this way and its a right of way' With that we felt happier about enjoying the beautiful views of the gardens, lake, tennis courts and the stalking ponies enjoying a rest in the paddock. The glen is equally beautiful, with the birches and rowans in full autumn colours. We could see our hill in the distance, the twin topped corbett of Carn Chuinneag, or hill of the bucket!
A river accompanies the route and well made tracks and bridges cross it. The paths on the whole estate were in good condition and you could easily cycle this first section.
Soon we arrived at the start of the hillwalk where a lovely stalkers path zigzags almost to the col between the two peaks. The climb is at a perfect gradient and I didn't get out of breath once The rain came back as we climbed though, and we had to stop to pull on full waterproofs as combined with the wind it was a real drencher. We were rewarded with beautiful rainbows though, as the sun kept attempting to burst through.
2 eagles soared above us close to the summit, and we could hear the roaring of the stags. The estate worker had told us that in winter they feed 250 stags!
We left the stalkers path just below the col and made our way over easy spongy terrain to the rocky summit, complete with a trig and shelter cairn. The rain stayed with us so we only had very watery views, which is a shame as I'd seen previous reports and knew how good the views could have been. Still, it's a local hill so we'll definitely be back for some proper views
We had lunch at the summit and headed down in the rain, passing 2 ptarmigan in the process. About 15 minutes into our descent the rain clouds moved off and the sun came out, and stayed with us for the rest of the day. If only we had taken a little longer to ascend we might have got better views
On the walkout we enjoyed the glen in the sun, the light reflecting on the orange, yellow and red leaves and sparkling on the peaty waters of the river. It felt like a real fairytale glen....or at least it did until I got home and researched it a little more, only to discover that in 1845 it had been the scene of one of the worst highland clearances ever. It was hard to believe how people could have been treated like that. It felt wrong to have enjoyed the experience so much today
A river accompanies the route and well made tracks and bridges cross it. The paths on the whole estate were in good condition and you could easily cycle this first section.
Soon we arrived at the start of the hillwalk where a lovely stalkers path zigzags almost to the col between the two peaks. The climb is at a perfect gradient and I didn't get out of breath once The rain came back as we climbed though, and we had to stop to pull on full waterproofs as combined with the wind it was a real drencher. We were rewarded with beautiful rainbows though, as the sun kept attempting to burst through.
2 eagles soared above us close to the summit, and we could hear the roaring of the stags. The estate worker had told us that in winter they feed 250 stags!
We left the stalkers path just below the col and made our way over easy spongy terrain to the rocky summit, complete with a trig and shelter cairn. The rain stayed with us so we only had very watery views, which is a shame as I'd seen previous reports and knew how good the views could have been. Still, it's a local hill so we'll definitely be back for some proper views
We had lunch at the summit and headed down in the rain, passing 2 ptarmigan in the process. About 15 minutes into our descent the rain clouds moved off and the sun came out, and stayed with us for the rest of the day. If only we had taken a little longer to ascend we might have got better views
On the walkout we enjoyed the glen in the sun, the light reflecting on the orange, yellow and red leaves and sparkling on the peaty waters of the river. It felt like a real fairytale glen....or at least it did until I got home and researched it a little more, only to discover that in 1845 it had been the scene of one of the worst highland clearances ever. It was hard to believe how people could have been treated like that. It felt wrong to have enjoyed the experience so much today