My Last Two Glenshee Hills - Never Ever Again
Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 8:10 am
I had planned to do a couple of the eastern Cairngorms this weekend but the weather wasn't looking great, so I had a look further south and I had 2 left over near Glenshee, Carn Mhac & Beinn Lutharn Mhor, checked the forecast, no wind, 5 - 10% chance of rain and visibility G- VG (taken from the met office).
I did this via the WH route and biked it down the old shooting lodge, the terrain is pretty easy going only a couple of bits where I had to hop off. Riding down my 2nd objective was shrouded under clad and it started to drizzle but it was that kind of Scottish drizzle that just gets everywhere, once I arrived at the old lodge, the waterproofs were donned and I set off up towards the open hillside, there are no paths to follow, I just aimed towards where Carn Bhac should be, trudging through what seemed like endless miles of bog and heather (in actual fact it was probably only a couple of miles), the rain seemed to becoming down harder and the wind picked up a wee bit to add to the fun. As I approached the final pull up to the summit, the clag rolled in, nice and thick and this how it was going to stay.
Finally I hit the summit, took a bit of wandering about till the cairn/windhelter (which was pointing the wrong way today) loomed out the mist.
No sense on a day like today hanging around so I set off for Beinn Lutharn Mhor, the going was good initially, then you hit the peat hags, thankfully most of it was solid enough to walk on, however it still didn't stop me throwing a temper tantrum when the weather wasn't playing ball
Finally I arrived at the foot of the final ascent, **** ** that looks brutal and so it proved to be the case, I just picked a line and headed up and up and up and up, although it's only 200M you need to regain it feels like a lot more, my legs were screaming at me, finally I made it on to the summit ridge, I didn't stop, I walked over to the summit and walked straight back, I wasn't hanging about, the summit ciggie can wait till I'm back at the bike.
The walk over the ridge is pleasant enough, to the last 150M down to more bog,christ it's steep , few slips and slides and I made it down to more bloody bog, I just picked a way through the bog and heather till I hit some Landrover tracks which I followed down to the river, over that and it was easy enough now back to the bike. I spoke to a couple of Mountain Rescue guys while I composed myself for the 5 mile ride back out (I've really got to buy some padded shorts)
DSCF0518 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0519 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0520 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0522 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0523 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0524 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0525 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
I did this via the WH route and biked it down the old shooting lodge, the terrain is pretty easy going only a couple of bits where I had to hop off. Riding down my 2nd objective was shrouded under clad and it started to drizzle but it was that kind of Scottish drizzle that just gets everywhere, once I arrived at the old lodge, the waterproofs were donned and I set off up towards the open hillside, there are no paths to follow, I just aimed towards where Carn Bhac should be, trudging through what seemed like endless miles of bog and heather (in actual fact it was probably only a couple of miles), the rain seemed to becoming down harder and the wind picked up a wee bit to add to the fun. As I approached the final pull up to the summit, the clag rolled in, nice and thick and this how it was going to stay.
Finally I hit the summit, took a bit of wandering about till the cairn/windhelter (which was pointing the wrong way today) loomed out the mist.
No sense on a day like today hanging around so I set off for Beinn Lutharn Mhor, the going was good initially, then you hit the peat hags, thankfully most of it was solid enough to walk on, however it still didn't stop me throwing a temper tantrum when the weather wasn't playing ball
Finally I arrived at the foot of the final ascent, **** ** that looks brutal and so it proved to be the case, I just picked a line and headed up and up and up and up, although it's only 200M you need to regain it feels like a lot more, my legs were screaming at me, finally I made it on to the summit ridge, I didn't stop, I walked over to the summit and walked straight back, I wasn't hanging about, the summit ciggie can wait till I'm back at the bike.
The walk over the ridge is pleasant enough, to the last 150M down to more bog,christ it's steep , few slips and slides and I made it down to more bloody bog, I just picked a way through the bog and heather till I hit some Landrover tracks which I followed down to the river, over that and it was easy enough now back to the bike. I spoke to a couple of Mountain Rescue guys while I composed myself for the 5 mile ride back out (I've really got to buy some padded shorts)
DSCF0518 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0519 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0520 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0522 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0523 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0524 by GaryE1872, on Flickr
DSCF0525 by GaryE1872, on Flickr