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This was another weekend my wife was working so reluctantly I fled to the hills,

. The weather predicted Saturday to be the best day and as I wanted to see the boxing match on Saturday night it would only be the one day this weekend. I was a bit bored of the road south so opted for the North this weekend; I was close to going for a trip into the Deargs at Ullapool but instead went to Torridon region to tackle the remote lump of Maoile Lunndaidh. Arrived at the forest car park at Craig at 10.20am and was away by 10.30am. I knew most of the route in was on track so was not too concerned with my relatively late start, I just couldn’t be bothered getting up any earlier.
We crossed the road and the railway line and started along the track east, no sign of the white horse that had been guarding the entrance in others reports. In fact no sign of any farm life so dogs were off their tethers right away.
- On the track after the railway crossing looking to the Corbett Sgurr nam Ceannaichean
We followed the track over the River Carron and started uphill making our way to the gate at the top of Cona Mheallan, looking back here you get wonderful views of Achnashellach hills; Fuar Tholl, Sgorr Ruadh and Beinn Liath Mhor.
- Looking back to Acnashellach hills, Left Fuar Tholl, Middle Sgorr Ruadh, Right Beinn Liath Mhor
- The gate with Corbett Sgurr nam Ceannaichean behind and the wee knoll Cona Mheallain to the right of track
Once through the gate the track winds past this knoll and curves round the south western flanks of the Corbett Sgurr nan Ceannaichean which can be linked with the Munro Moruisg. The path loses a bit of height and runs parallel to the Pollan Buidhe River. Soon we saw the first of two wire bridges over the Pollan Buidhe, ‘cross at your own risk’ signs were present, and luckily we’d not need to cross today.
- First of the wire bridges
The second wire bridge is just below the path that would take you up to the Bealach Bhearnais for tackling the Corbett Beinn Tharsuinn and the two Sgurr’s. Looking at the two Sgurr’s I was glad I’d opted for Maoile Lunndaidh today as there looked a fair bit of cornicing up there, not good conditions when you have two inquisitive spaniels.
- Coire Choinnich between the two Sgurr's
- Track ahead to the Glenuaig Lodge
- Sign with two Sgurr's behind
As soon as we turned East the wind hit us and we walked into the stiff wind all the way to Glenuaig Lodge and walker’s refuge. It was hard work but I hoped the wind would keep up and help us on the outward route.
- Reaching Glenuaig Lodge
I had a quick look inside the walkers refuge (essentially a shed) and it had; a set of bunk beds, a wee heater, someone had even left their rubbish hanging on a nail on the wall in a plastic bag, for all the weight and hassle it would have been to carry out with them, I cannot understand this. We sat out on top of some wood which was lying around and had some lunch before tackling the boggy ground that lay ahead to reach the steep ascent up to the summit.
- Looking over to Carn nam Fiaclan from the lodge and the corrie Fuar-tholl Mor left of picture
- The walkers Shelter
- Walk over the boggy terrain, my ascent to the left of the picture
A faint track leaves the Glenuaig lodge down to the Pollan Buidhe which we crossed using some stones with my poles for extra balance. The ground was hellish boggy but I skipped over the tufts of vegetation which stuck out above the bog. Then the ascent started, it too was extremely boggy but we made good time and gained height quickly. As we started reaching the snow level I put on my micro spikes for extra purchase, no need to rake my crampons or axe out of my bag as the gradient and snow conditions did not justify them. The views into the beautiful corrie of Fuar-tholl Mor were great as was the view over to the the Munro top of Carn nam Fiaclan and the cornicing into the corrie below.
- Looking into the Fuar-tholl Mor corrie
- Coming into the snow line, fresh snow fall was quite deep and soft
Looking at the GPS I was now at 800m and we took a rest before the last push to the summit, here the wind was blowing hard lifting the freshly laid snow into our faces. We scampered up to the summit but it was an uncomfortable 15 minutes as no matter what side of the reasonable sized cairn I sat at the wind seemed to hit me full on. I gave up and just embraced the situation as the views were stunning. Maoile Lunndaidh translates from Gaelic to Bare hill of the wet place, I can testify to that. The ascent was extremely boggy and the summit was a bare lump, almost Cairngorm like, bereft of any features apart from two stunning corries.
- Dogs on the summit Maoile Lunndaidh
I really wanted a view of Bidein a’Choire Sheasgaich as I felt the profile of the mountain would be great from this side but I could not see it for the Munro top Carn nam Fiaclan (Cairn of the teeth). I decided I’d not bother going over to the top as I’m not collecting tops at this stage and the cornicing over the Mica Ridge to that side looked severe so I’d not risk it with the dogs.
- Looking over to the Sgurr's and Carn nam Fiaclan Munro Top, cornice ridden
- And again
- Zoomed to Liathach left and Eighe right
- Zoomed cornices of Carn nam Fiaclan
Disappointed I set off back the way I’d come, promising myself I’d do the two Sgurr’s on a great day to get a good pic of Bidein a’Choire Sheasgaich. As is often the case on the way down I found a path after getting to 600m and I followed this down most of the way but it disappeared and again I made my own way.
- Route down, Corbett Sgurr nam Ceannaichean left and Munro Moruisg Right
- Looking back up the Glen, one of the Achnashellach Hills poking out in the background
- Nice waterfall on way down coming from Fuar-tholl Mor
We reached the bottom and negotiated the bog again and crossed the Pollan Buidhe in the same place as earlier and followed the faint track back to the lodge.
- A wee swim in the Pollan Buidhe not far from where we crossed
I stopped for a bite to eat but I forgot to pick up that bag of rubbish I was meaning to take away as I hate seeing rubbish in bothies and the like. Sure the lodge have some way of emptying it though. I noticed that on the side of the lodge was a satellite dish, surely they did not have TV or even Sky? Having a nosey in the windows it looked a right fancy dwelling, proper kitchen and dining area and a right expensive viewing scope looking out the window onto the hillside, probably to spot the deer and other wildlife. I noticed a track behind the lodge and zig zagging its way up to Moruisg, worth noting for others that may look to link these Munros.
- Looking back at Maoile Lunndaidh from lodge, our ascent/descent to the left of the gorge leading up to Fuar-tholl Mor corrie
- A final rest before the walk out
At this point I still had seen no other walkers today, funny that given the car park was full and I got the last potential space. However I did see a tent as I got to the wire bridge for the crossing to the Bealach Bhearnais, nobody scurrying around but they had chained their bikes together at the side of the track. Quick check of the rucksack but no, I had left my snips at home, no bike thefts today. I soon caught up with the first people of the day, a couple from Dumfries; we walked together from here all the way back to the cars. They had done the two Sgurr’s today, were really nice and the conversation was largely based on Munros, funny that. They had around 26 to go, all the best for your impending completion. While on the way back the dogs found a couple of deer antlers, not six pointers but a pair of beauties none the less. Not a matching pair but good enough for me to bag and take home, I’ll cut them up and let the dogs chew on them in the back garden. They certainly were gutted I’d taken them off them but I was scared an eye would be teen out while they squabbled over which one was who’s etc. All the years I’ve been in the hills and I’ve never found an antler, now two in one day, well credit goes to the dogs. Soon we all arrived back at the railway crossing and then the cars, I certainly felt like I had walked over 26km but my body felt good for it. This was a good walk and a fine view point for a hill, probably not the most aesthetically pleasing of this group but a fine day out. Cheers.