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The Plan:
Day 1: Walk in to Tarf Hotel over Beinn Mheadonach
Day 2: climb "them 2" - Carn Ealar and An Sgarsoch
Day 3: walk out via Falls of Tarf and Glen Tilt
The Reality:
Day 1, Thurday 19 August:
It had been years since I'd done a bothy trip and I'd always wanted to visit this remote one combined with the ticking-off of Carn Ealar and An Sgarsoch. The forecast for Friday wasn't great so, to ensure I got to the summit of at least one hill, I decided to head in over Beinn Mheadhonach.
After leaving the Glen Tilt road at Gilberts Bridge I followed the charming path on the western side of the glen before turning left to take the off-shoot to Gleann Mhairc and BM.
- River Tilt
Just at the turn-off there is a signed viewpoint looking up the glen.
- Glen Tilt
Gleann Mhairc was looking wonderful in the warm sunshine with the heather in bloom and I had lunch by the storybook bridge feeling pretty good about life.
- Beinn Mheadhonach
- Glen Mhairc bridge
The climb up the long southern ridge of BM is mostly pathless but at an easy gradient and, despite the full pack, I reached the summit without incident. There were great views of all the Atholl Munros and of the Cairngorms to the North. I could also see my route ahead further up Glen Mhairc to Loch Mhairc which looked, erm, damp and boggy.
- Beinn a' Ghlo
I descended to the floor of the glen to allow me to cross the Feith an Lochain without taking my shoes off. The next 2.5km were hard work as I picked my way through sphagnum and peat hags. Not far short of Loch Mhairc I decided that I'd had enough and headed over the NW end of Braigh Sron Ghorm - the small extra ascent was well worth it to be on firmer ground and it was also a decent short cut. There was a lovely light back to BM.
- Beinn Mheadhonach
I descended to the Tarf Water hoping to see the bothy with smoke puffing out the chimney... ha ha. 3 damp and tiring kms later the Tarf Hotel came into view, sadly lacking the aforementioned chimney smoke. I was not completely alone of course as there were many deer in this remote glen.
- Tarf Water near bothy
It had taken almost 7 hours to get here. I soon realized that I was the only resident that night and made up my bed and cooked dinner. There was a gorgeous evening light over An Sgarsoch and I slept pretty well in my sleeping bag - a good 10 hours. I was well impressed with the bothy - clean, watertight (well, 99%) and roomy.
- An Sgarsoch and bothy
Day 1 had gone pretty much to plan, although the walk from the Corbett summit to the bothy was tough.
Day 2, Friday 20 August:
I woke about 8:30am and glanced out the window. As forecasted, the cloud was down but it was dry and surprisingly warm. So, having warmed up and breakfasted, I set off to tackle CE and AS. My first task was to cross the Tarf Water which involved slightly damp feet but no real dramas. I followed the river upstream for about 1.5km before striking up the heathery, boggy hillside. After about 2 hours of taking bearings and negotiating peat hags I had just passed the top of Leachdann Feith Seasgachain.
- Misty Tarf Water
Now the rain came. And the wind. It was grim and, after a quick glance at the map revealed another 3km just to the summit of Carn Ealar, I decided to call it a day for these two and head back to the bothy. But panic!... I had promised to text my better half each day and would have no reception at the bothy. I had to hope that I would get a bar or two back at the top of LFS. Fortunately I did for about 30 seconds and managed to send the text, phew. More bog and heather hopping got me back to the bothy a little damp and disheartened.
I made lunch and set about drying out my stuff. Outside it was really bad now - driving wind and heavy rain. No way was I going anywhere in that! I had also noticed a slight "drip... drip... drip" coming from the ceiling. A look at the map and some rough calculations told me I needed 6 hours for the 25km walk out. It was now 1pm and I had some time to think and decisions to make.
Option 1. if the weather did not improve by 3:30pm, I would stay at the bothy another night as planned. This would be very boring and there was no guarantee the weather would be better tomorrow, but would allow me all day to do the walk.
Option 2. if the weather did improve by 3:30pm, I would go for it and walk the 25km back to the car. This would be tough on top of 8 damp kms in the morning and I would have to skip seeing the Falls of Tarf. However, the weather might be bad tomorrow and it was nearly all downhill. Also - as I would not be able to do the Munros tomorrow
and walk out - I would not be missing much in terms of the "plan".
Therefore, I fully packed so as to be ready for either eventuality. At 3pm, just as I was losing hope, the wind dropped and the sun came out. Once again this wild place was a paradise and my mind was made up - option 2 it was.
Obstacles came quickly. The Feith Uaine Mhor had risen about 18 inches and was now a fast moving torrent. The plank bridge across it was submerged under 3 inches of fast flowing water. I ventured a bare foot onto it but backed off - no way did I want to fall off that. Next I wandered a few hundred yards upstream but the situation was no better so I returned to the bothy. There was nothing for it - I would have to get my feet wet. I found a reasonably safe crossing point just where it joined the Tarf Water so threw my shoes across for motivation! The water was still above my knees but I was over and could properly begin my walk out.
40 minutes along damp riverside brought me to the building at NN956797 which was actually a small stable for 2 lovely white ponies. This was a real cheer. As was the track leading from here to Glen Tilt. Terra firma, thank God. I was making good time and started to relax, even taking time for a few photos.
- Beinn Iutharn Mhor and Carn an Righ
I was soon at the Glen Tilt track and the final leg. But what a long leg! Fortunately, the fabulous scenery and sunshine helped keep my mind off my increasingly painful feet. This is one beautiful glen.
- Upper Glen Tilt
- River Tilt waterfall and angler near Forest Lodge
However, just past Forest Lodge after 3 hours walking, I had to stop for a rest and let my feet breathe.
From here it was just a mental battle. My feet hurt but the rest of my body was still functioning well so I just had to keep putting one foot in front of the other. The track went on and on and on without even a passing estate vehicle to try to thumb a lift from. I got back to the car at 8pm, just over 5 hours after leaving the bothy.
This was a great couple of days only slightly soured by the poor weather on Friday morning which meant I couldn't climb the 2 Munros. An Sgarsoch and Carn Ealar will be there another day and the wildness and beauty of this place will stay with me a long time

. However, this is rough and remote country and I was glad to be in such good physical condition, otherwise I may still be shivering in the bothy

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