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Quoman, Tomsie and myself arrived in Kintail last night (Tomsie arriving after the tents were up!) for the start of an 8 night camp in Kintail and Skye. Day 1 was already planned, Brothers and Sisters ridge for Wullie and myself, Brothers only for John as he had the Sisters ridge done.
It had been drizzling most of Friday night and the campsite at Shiel Bridge was a bit of a puddle. We had only just managed to get a decent spot big enough for our 2 x 3 man tents. Saturday morning was shaping up to be a good one, high cloud, no rain, blue sky and the prospect of bagging 6 Munros in one go.
The WH route starts at the Cluanie Inn, climbing up the shoulder to the North West. Instead, we opted to park further West, just as the trees ended at the Allt a Choire burn. Starting off up the left hand side of the burn and deciding to cross, Wullie nearly came a cropper on some slippy rocks. Deciding we didn't want to get soggy so early in the day (if only I knew), John and I went the short distance back to the road, crossed the bridge and followed a good track through a gate and on up.
- Morning views to the Forcan Ridge
- Checking everythings intact
- Sorted, like an American tourist lol
A very easy going section, with views up to the shoulder the WH route takes you. Checking the map and the view ahead, into Coire na Cadha, we pushed on to the sheep folds where we stopped to take off a layer or two, nice and warm under the sun by now. The section was a bit boggy with some very small tributaries running into the main burn.
- Watery sun through the trees
- Lovely clear burn over the red rocks
- Up in to the corrie
- Stopping for a breather
- Back down to the road and the start of the South Shiel Ridge
Changing direction slightly North, we picked out a route up beside the Allt na Steille Baine, zig zagging across the corrie.
- Boys on the up
- .....and the up
- East over Loch Cluanie
This is quite a steep slog but soon brought us up to Aonach Meadhoin, the first Munro of the day at 1001 mtrs. Still a lovely clear day, bit of a chilly breeze but otherwise, fab. Few pics taken at the small cairn (just a pile of stones really

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- Summit of Aonach Meadhoin
- Munro #75
- Intrepid men of adventure indeed
A great ridge leads us off to the West, dropping around 180 mtrs, before climbing again around Coire nan Eun on the North side. I think we reached the second Munro, Sgurr a Bhealaich Dheirg, a little off the main path at 1036 mtrs after about an hour. A nice wee cairn here but the clouds were now gathering around us, not good.
- Ciste Dubhe, cant believe I crossed that steep mid section in full icy snow and crampons in January!!!!!
- Smashing ridge ahead
- Summit of Sgurr a Bhealaich Dheirg
- Weather closing in heading for Munro number 3
The path from here, continuing across the ridge is great, no problems sticking to it as the clag came down and a bit of smirry rain came on. Nothing to worry about.
The steep North face of the ridge still carried a lot of snow and we had one or two small patches to negotiate. Icy and hard to cut in to with my leather boots so let Wullie break the snow with his firmer boots and we followed on.
- John and Wullie on the good path above some lingering soggy cornices
With the weather worsening, we moved on to Saileag, the 3rd (and lowest) of todays Munros. 956 mtrs. The cairn here was a small flat pile of stones really and with clag all around now, we just took some pics and moved off.
- 3rd of the Brothers, (not me, Saileag)
A nice smooth descent of around 225 mtrs heading West took us down to Bealach an Lapain, which is also the start point if doing the Sisters ridge from the East.
At this stage, the rain was getting a bit heavier so stopped to put full waterproofs on. John was heading off here, Sisters already bagged. It was now 12:30 and we had taken 4.5hrs from the start point to here. Estimating a further 5-6 hrs for the Sisters, we agreed we would contact/meet up with John later. The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men , Gang aft agley !!! never a truer word.
John took a picture of us disappearing into the mist and oblivion beyond. I only managed 2 pics on the approach to the 4 Munro, camera remained firmly in the waterproof drybag along with phone etc for the rest of the day.
- Wullie peering into the abyss
- The pits of hell,,well looking towards the first of the Sisters Munros, Sgurr na Ciste Duibhe
I knew the Sisters was a very undulating traverse but with the rain now on pretty heavily and the wind picking up to serious gusts, this was fast becoming a bit of a nightmare.
Reaching Sgurr nan Spainteach, named after some Spaniards who helped in the Jacobite uprising, we stopped for a fuel break. Peanut butter and jam sandwich, fab. It took 2 hrs to get from the Bealach of Johns departure, to Sgurr na Ciste Duibhe, Munro number 4 at 1027 mtrs.
From here on, it's all a bit of a blur, events just happened. We climbed up and down the ridge, steep descents and rocky climbs, howling wind and driving rain. My hat annoyed me,,my hair annoyed me,,the wind and rain annoyed me,,,and I annoyed Wullie lol
Some snow sections were very icy and steep with Wullie having to come back over the top of a steep part, cut me wee steps up to the crest to let me follow on. We made no stops at the summits of Sgurr na Carnach (1002 mtrs) and Sgurr Fhuaran (1067 mtrs), no conditions to take out cameras or stop, just keep moving. My feet had been wet for ages and now were sloshing around in my boots.
The climb up to the last Munro was hellish, rocky scrambling in howling weather. I was over taken by 2 guys moving like rockets, stopped for a brief chat about how much work this was and told me they had another guy following behind. By the time I reached the top, he had already passed me and was sitting on the cairn with Wullie. Turns out one of the leading 2 was Dan Duxbury, on a concentrated round of the Munros, think he was on 270 odd in 30 days or something, have since checked and he's on target for the second fastest completion, 44 days.
From the summit you still have a distance to cover, over the East Cliffs, then Sgurr nan Saighead before dropping and then rising again to Beinn Bhuidhe. Very poor visibility wasn't such a bad thing, we just kept moving around the path. Dropping down a broad grassy shoulder from Bhuidhe towards Fasach an t-Searraich, I could see over to the South and the road / buildings etc. The singular hill, Sgurr an t-Searraich rising above us some way down and clag hiding most of what was to the North and behind us.
This is where it just descended into carnage.
Dropping down to Allt a Chruinn, in full spate, we could see the path, shown on the WH route, ON THE OTHER SIDE. We opted to head down the south of the a' Chruinn but on realising it quickly became very steep sided and high above the torrent, we went back up a way to see if we could cross. The ford marked on the map was easily spotted, it was where the path disappeared into the raging burn. We contemplated trying a crossing, dipping a toe on to a rock, checking depth etc with our poles but this would have been suicide. I was totally soaked to the skin by now, so getting wet wasn't the issue, it was being swept away down one of the many drops, waterfalls etc or banging your head on a rock, far from ideal.
We went back to plan A, but quickly realised the ground low down towards the river was littered with peaks and troughs, meaning we would be descending, climbing, descending, climbing in these conditions. Reassessed and decided to head up to the slopes of Sgurr an t-Searraich, head round the hill and off down the other side.
The next few hours, covering hardly any distance consisted of crags, moving sideways, up, down, climbing back up steep slopes covered in waist deep heather and young trees, literally hauling ourselves out of sticky situations. We hadn't contacted John yet, phones etc staying put,,been either too windy to hear, too wet to take the phone out or we were in deep gullys.
We could see the loch in front, the road, houses etc and by now it was 8:40pm. We just kept skirting high, scrambled over a deer fence, stuck in more heathery gorges, up and round again then we were pretty close to the road but still it went on. Another deer fence, another crag etc. I wanted to keep south and high of the densely wooded area beside the burn as it could have been hiding a steep drop again so we kept to where the trees were more sparsely spread and we could see the ground.
By about 9:15, we crossed the last fence and covered a small field down to the buildings. My knee had 'twanged' a few times earlier in the day and these past 3 hrs had made it much worse. The last couple of hundred yards were bitter sweet,,pain in the knee,,but thank God,,we were down.
Made it in to the bus shelter so able to take the phone out to call John,,now 4 hrs later than planned. To say he was not a happy man, is putting it mildly.
On reflection, and checking the map properly later, with river conditions as they were, we would have been better heading over to the last of the Sisters, Sgurr na Moraich to the North as this would have brought us down on the North of the river and on the path, saving about 3 hrs of sheer hell.
Still, hindsight is a marvellous thing.
We did it, we got up and we got down, wont be going near the Bitches of Kintail again in a hurry! But 6 Munros in 1 day, under those conditions in 13.5hrs,,not such a bad result and as I write this, a week and a half later, the pain has gone, (almost!

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The stats on this are a guestimate. GPS didn't record it all, so used a similar report minus the time spent going up and down crag after crag
- Looking back up the following day to the route down
Thanks to Wullie for leading the way round and round the crags and thanks to John for not kicking us up the erse too hard, for worrying him.