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Final day in Torridon, and after 3000m of ascent the legs were not feeling great. This day had been pencilled in as a 'driving home' day, however failure due to weather to do any munros on the Saturday had forced our hand - 3 out of 4 good hillwalking days in this part of the world is a rarity. Forecast being good, that gave us 2 options - Liathach or Slioch. Given that both were going to hurt, we opted for the latter as we only had one car, Slioch was practically on our way home and we wanted to have Liathach as an excuse to come back
So we checked out at the hostel and gave our roommate a lift up Glen Torridon to Kinlochewe, then parked along the road at Incheril to start what would likely be a tough day softened, we hoped, with glorious views.
letterewe estate info by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
I had noticed from the description that the walk-in to the bottom of the hill, at the southeast corner of Loch Marre is a relatively long one at about 4K. This was a quite enjoyable wee walk through ferns, over several streams, some larger, alongside the Kinlochewe River and the Loch to the bridge over the Abhainn an Fhasaigh. Quite a lot of docile sheep and lambs down here too! About half way along, Slioch comes into views and looks bloody miles away! I honestly didn't think we'd be getting to the summit at this point
beiin eighe eastern summits by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
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Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000774 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
first view of Slioch by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
loch maree by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
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Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Once the bridge is reached (took us about an hour), the path (easily missed) goes off shortly to the right. The next 45 minutes was pretty torturous over bog city - the rocky mouth of the corrie and saviour seemed a long long way in the distance. Even with 3 season boots and in warm dry weather, I still got wet feet! It was baking hot too and my knee was giving me jip: I had hit a wee wall! Scotty, too, was considering turning back. But it could have been much worse, and we were in Torridon dammit - so we plodded on.
P1000790 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
through the bog by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
But reach the rocks we did. And after a long break and taking in the views back over Loch Maree and Beinn Eighe, the painkillers I had taken kicked in and we hit a second wind. So into the vast grassy bowl on Coire na Sleaghaich, we we overtook the first person we had seen on the day - an older gent who would catch up with us later, higher up. Slioch soon comes into view on the left, and even in good weather (for us amateurs anyway) some navigation is required to get to the path up the wall to the lochan, which does not become visible until you are practically underneath it. If there was a faint path, we didn't see it, so very much an "ahhh, there it is!" moment.
P1000795 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
not alone by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
into the bowl by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
path up the wall by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The beautiful little lochans are eventually reached, where we stopped for a good while to have lunch before the steep climb ahead to the summit plateau. We could see another group higher up from here, who seemed tiny! With a nice breeze and some clouds, the temperature was much more bearable here, and I realised we were probably, barring a disaster, going to make it to the top
lochan below siloch by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
walkers further up by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000813 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Weirdly, because I knew we were going to make it now, I actually really enjoyed this steep climb up the rocky and at times loose path - the last big effort of the trip! As we got close to the first plateau, Scotty shouted me over to the look at the silhouette of what looked like a wild goat up on the cliffs to our left. As we came over the precipice, there was actually a whole family ( Tribe, Trip, Drove, Herd, Flock?) of about 20 of them! We were careful not to get too close, but they were quite photogenic. Not sure if anyone else has seen these guys up here - are the native to Slioch only?!
towwards the Fannichs by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000818 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Eighe by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
towards false summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
is that a goat by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
its loads of goats by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
goats on the edge by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
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Ross Thomson, on Flickr
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Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Another short little climb and the trig point is reached. Couldn't see much here as a big cloud came in and enveloped us, so onward to the true summit (only a metre higher) and the glorious climax of the trip

The clouds cleared to give us some great views over loch maree and islands, over Beinn Eighe and to the corbett sgurr dubh and the letterewe forest. It was a bit cloudy over the fisherfield 6 and the fannichs, but nothing could spoil this - great buzz!
trig point and loch maree islands by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000841 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000845 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000846 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000849 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000850 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
fifth munro by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000855 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000867 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
We sat for a good half hour here and looked about. The guy from lower down caught up with us and we had a wee chat with him, before heading over the well-defined ridge to the delightful top of Sgurr an Tuill Bhain. This walk is ample reward (as if the views weren't enough) for the day's climbing efforts - a narrow little ridge that twists and turns all the way to the top.
towards sgurr an tuill bhain by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000878 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000881 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
back to Slioch by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
sgurr an tuill bhain by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1000891 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
From the top, it's a really really steep descent back down in the the corrie, and I was surprised neither of us came a cropper. Knees, feet and ankles were all burning by the point, every step a big effort.
My camera battery called it a day at the bottom of the corrie (mercifully for Scotty), but the walk back in was a never-ending slog back over the bog and the 4K back to the car. But what a day, and what a trip - my first proper hillwalking trip and will certainly not be the last. Got the classic leaving picture from Glen Docherty on the way home...and I still have the mighty Liathach to come back for! Cheers Torridon
P1000901 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
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Ross Thomson, on Flickr