
So I was on the lookout for a walk not too far north that would still give me a good work out while not resulting in me being too late home in the evening. A quick search of red Corbett balloons and a read of a few reports later and I was decided on the Graham of Meall Odhar and the Corbett of Beinn Chuirn – starting from the Tyndrum Lower train station.

My arrival at the station coincided with the onset of a brief, but significant, sleet/snow shower, so I chose to remain in the car until it passed


An early view back to Beinn Odhar
Eventually set off just after 11.15 and over the railway before taking an immediate right along the track. A short while later and I was heading up, up, up what looked like an old riverbed.

Joined a proper(ish) track just below the old lead mine workings – at this stage I took the obligatory picture of a hole in the ground.



At this point the landscape looked like I’d imagine some old Soviet mining town in deepest, darkest, coldest Siberia to look like. It all looked very bare and bleak.


In hindsight I could probably have taken a direct route up close by the fence, but instead followed the zigzagging path through the rocky wasteland in order to gain height. By the time I arrived at what I assume to be a ruined building the next snow shower was passing through. This wasn’t to be the last I would see of the snow, but luckily none of the showers lasted too long and all were followed by good amounts of blue sky and sunshine afterwards



Once this particular snow shower had passed I was leaving the bare rocky landscape behind and on my way to the easy climb up onto Sron nan Colan. Arriving at the cairn and I should have been enjoying views toward the Graham summit and the Corbett behind..........but the next snow shower had arrived already. So it was a quick touch of the carn (just in case it gets given some classification or other in the future........you never know



Meall Odhar

The rocky rib route to the top

Pano of where I had come from
Arriving at the summit cairn to slightly disappointing views, as the cloud was shrouding the tops of the hills. Even so, I was still unsure of my planned route up on to Beinn Chuirn. As I’d read in other reports the suggestion was to gain the summit plateau via the right hand ridge around Coire Saobhaidhe. It looked steep and intimidating from Meall Odhar’s summit and in between the cloud swirling around the summit I could see patches of snow higher up, which added to the concerns going round in my head. I wasn’t sure how pleasant this climb would be, but decided to press on down through the trees to saddle between the two hills and then take it from there.

Meall Odhar summit cairn

Beinn Chuirn through the trees
Arriving at the substantial deer fence at the forest edge it was time for another brief stop amongst the trees to let the next snow shower to pass. Foreshortened the climb up the ridge didn’t look as bad as I had feared, and with ever improving conditions I spied a break in the snow which, if necessary I could aim for rather than risking my life on soft snow and a steep slope.
So once the worst of the snow had passed it was time to head out of the trees, climb the deer fence (they really should have added a stile or a gate here) and then head toward a low point on the ridge. The climb is in two sections, with a levelling around half way up. The ridge itself was actually broader and grassier than I imagined and there were traces of a good path forming, weaving a route pretty much on the crest of the bottom section of the ridge.

The start of the climb up

The route up
Great views of the cliffs on the other side of the Coire.

The second section of the climb was the worst. Well, the final part as I arrived at the snow, was the worst part. Up to that point things had steepened, but not too bad. Arriving at the snow patch immediately ahead of me I chose to take a slight turn to my right and pick my way through a gap between that and another patch of snow. And just at the steepest point in the climb I was scrambling up over wet grass. One slip and.......curtains most likely

Passed the snow and the gradient eased just as another snow shower threatened, but didn’t really come to anything. Took a slight diversion to the lochan, but at that point the views from there weren’t anything special. I then started to wander toward the summit, via the cornice clinging to the corrie rim. Looked impressive even in late April. Must have been impressive in the depths of winter.


Just before the summit and the views toward Loch Awe and the mighty Cruachan were starting to open up at last


Cruachan

Starav

Maybe I would time the summit to perfection

And I did

Initially cloud was still covering the Munros around, but as I sat hunkered next to the summit cairn to shelter from the biting wind the cloud continued to dissolve all round, giving just the most amazing views. Cruachan looked superb, as did Ben Lui, Oss of Dubhchraig



Then looking round Starav and its neighbours came to prominence, as did the Black Mount peaks. Eventually the Orchy hills would also play ball and show themselves




Superb as the views were though..............it was freeeeeezing up there. So it was eventually time to shift. I followed a cliff edge path round the lip of the Coire, but needed to be careful as the wind at times was pretty extreme as if funnelled up the gullies. At one point I thought I might even take off, its strength was such.

Black Mount



Ben Challum

Orchy hills

Arrochar hills

The fun was about to begin at this point
At this point I was unsure whether to follow the WH route off the hill or to drop down the ridge on the northern side of the Eas Anie waterfall. In the end I chose the latter, but somehow conspired to start my drop down at completely the wrong point

You see I wasn’t actually on the ridge...........I was picking my way down steep, soft, landslidy ground amidst wet, slippery crags to the left of the ridge. Common sense would have said to turn back, but the mind can be your biggest enemy at times like these – convincing you to just keep on heading down, as it wasn’t that far to go really. Dangerous really, but I was careful to pick my way slowly through the crags, stopping often enough to suss out the best route to take – heading to the left and then the right and so on as I navigated my way through the worst of it. The real difficulties were really at the outset and once passed the ground remained steep, but firmer and with less rock to pick my way through. I must admit it was a case of bum shuffle, grab on to anything slow progress at the start. A brown trouser experience in every sense



I still managed to take a few photos looking back up as I headed down




What I came down


High tech mining.....Tyndrum style


The ridge on the right is what I should have descended off
Now it was just the walk back out to the station.

Beinn Chuirn
Walking through the trees and the final snow shower of the day set in. By the time I was back at the car the sun was out though.

All in all yet another great route and certainly in the Corbett a superb viewpoint
