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Munros One Hundred and Thirty Three to Thirty Five

PostPosted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:16 pm
by Chris Henshall
10th. August, 2014:
This was the final day of nine continuous days on the hill for a group of lads from the south of England who were beginning to get the hang of the Scottish mountains in summer and, even though the sisters are only listed as two rather than the current three Munros in my (1974) tables, we decided that this notable ridge would make a fitting end to the trip.

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We started early as we knew that the remnants of Hurricane Bertha were headed north and the car park in the middle of Glen Shiel was us setting off under clear skies as the sun came up over the southern shoulders of the brothers.
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An early morning start in sparkling sunshine (10.08.2014)
Despite a messy, wet path, we gained the Bealach an Lapain without much difficulty and then headed west towards Sgurr nan Spainteach - although, predictably, the blue skies began to cloud over.
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Heading for Sgurr nan Spainteach; the distant figures are the front end of the group from the back! (10.08.2014)
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Clouds move in to blot out the sun and obscure Glen Shiel (10.08.2014)
The ridge, though, was easy enough to follow and we clambered onto Sgurr na Ciste Duibhe before arcing slowly round to the north and climbing up to Sgurr Fhuaran.
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Moving down from the summit of Sgurr na Ciste Duibhe in deteriorating weather (10.08.2014)
From there, the worsening conditions rather spoiled what was clearly more great ridge walking but we headed on to Sgurr nan Saighead before descending to the north west and picking up the path that descends parallel to the Allt a Chruinn.
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Moving along the last steepish sections towards Sgurr nan Saighead (10.08.2014)
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Final descent in intensifying rain towards Loch Duich (10.08.2014)
We arrived back on the A87 in standard Scottish weather - continuous heavy rain - but managed to liaise with our minibus and headed off, rather eccentrically, to Gerry's Hostel in Achnashellach where we had hoped to end what had been planned as a continuous trek if we'd all been up to the challenge. The trip had, though, been excellent - 25 Munros climbed and a good introduction to, as everyone now called it, "roaming the big glens of the northern wilderness".