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For 2 years now, those 4 red dots on the map between Crianlarich and Dalmally have been goading me to turn them blue, but for various poorly-justified reasons (fitness levels and weather etc) I have never been able to oblige. Fitness levels now up, and a weekend of wall-to-wall sunshine - it would have been frankly rude not to!
An early rise left me regretting the 8 mile run followed by beers and takeaway the night before. 3 hours and 5 toilet stops later, I was pulling into the already busy car park at Dalrigh, not, if i'm honest, feeling totally up for a full day's walking. A gentle start along the track from the Old Church got some motivation into my legs, along with the stunning views to the mirage-like Meall Odhar, Beinn Chuirn and then, finally, glorious Ben Lui herself. I told myself I would take the long walk out to see how I felt, and turn back at the foot of the Ben if I didn't feel like it - good to get out in the fresh air nonetheless. 9.30, and it was already very warm - hydration was going to be important if I was to manage this classic round of 4.
P1040023 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Caledonian Pine by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1040027 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
First view of Lui by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1040029 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Northeast corrie by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Passing Cononish Farm in just my t-shirt, the massive alpine hulk of Ben Lui became more intimidating with each step closer. Still, barely a cloud in the sky - the haze of the spring sunshine making the cold of Winter seem like a distant memory (until, that is, you looked up!)
Ben Lui and Ben Oss by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Allt Eas Anie from Cononish by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1040035 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Spot the people by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The view and the conditions were far too good for me to say no to this challenge, dickie tummy or not, and so I started with the aim of ascending into the corrie and cutting right to reach Stob Garbh, then climb the corrie rim to the summit of Ben Lui. An 800m climb all-in - how tough could it be?
from the bottom by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Cononish glen, Ben Challum and co by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1040043 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The answer was quite! The heat was an issue on the initial climb into the corrie bowl and in passing a father and son I was asked if I had crampons. I had said yes of course, although it seemed unlikely I would need them. How wrong I was!
P1040044 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1040045 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
From Stob Garbh ridge by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The climb from the corrie to Stob Garbh was a tiring one, not least due to my poor route-finding. Eventually, however, the ridge was reached, accompanied by a distinct chill in the air. The views from here were simply stunning in every direction, not least the view ahead. The central gully looks very impressive from here - truly majestic, not sure why you would want to endure the bogs from the other side when the alternative is this?
P1040047 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Ben Lomond by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Glen Coe and Nevis panorama by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Cruachan hills by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
zoomed by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
view ahead to summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
P1040056 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Caught up with a group of three guys and had a long stop for some food, water, and to apply a few more layers. It was properly cold now, so hat, gloves and face mask were needed. Had a wee chat with the guys about the conditions and what not, but also agreed on the need for crampons and ice axe for the route ahead, which initially involved a dodgy looking traverse over snow which, due to the previous night's clear skies, was now hard glittering ice...this was going to be fun!
Final ascent, traverse visible right to left by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
I watched the first guy shoot over the traverse, albeit with fairly unsteady hands, but the other 2 seemed less certain - turned out one of them was wearing crampons on a hill for the first time! So I plodded on ahead and cut some steps with the axe for them to follow. The ice was absolutely solid and I wondered how the guy ahead had managed it - one slip or misplaced foot and you were definitely a goner!

Anyway, despite some shakes, I managed - the toughest part was over, but not out of the woods yet - a right turn leads on to a narrow ridge, again plastered in ice, luckily some footsteps left from the previous day, however frozen over so not a great deal of use - more axe work and holds needed. Great stuff!
P1040059 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
looking (spot 2 at top of traverse) by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
A few more minutes of concentration and a couple of steep steps up and, suddenly, I was gladly on the summit plateau

A chat with the guy that had gone ahead confirmed that the traverse was indeed 'mega dodgy'! He looked at me as if I was an idiot when I said I was hoping to do another 3 munros before the end of the day. His supposition wasn't too far off the mark...
Whatever the hill or the route taken, I think everyone who was above a couple of thousand feet last weekend can attest - it was absolutely worth it!
north summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
cornices at the summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
north summit from Carn Mhuirich by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
into central gully by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Ben Oss, Dubhcraig and Crianlarich hills by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Ben Lomond, Loch Lomond and Arrochar Alps by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Big Ben by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
to Beinn a Chleibh, Cruachans and west coast in the distance by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Summit panorama by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Had a couple of sandwiches at the top and soaked in those views - some of the best I have ever seen. Could'v easily stayed here for a while, but time was marching on. My sluggishness had meant I had already taken 3 and a half hours to this point - my target of 8 hours and the prospect of finishing the round in daylight seemed increasingly more unlikely. For now, though, it was a relaxed walked over to Beinn a'Chleibh, stretching out the still stiff legs after the shock of the Ben Lui climb.
Towards Glen Fyne by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3719 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
back to Ben Lui by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3721 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Beinn a'Chleibh summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Didn't hang about at the summit this time as I knew it was going to be a long and fairly taxing walk in the heat to the day's next target, Ben Oss, from here. A few people on the hill but I had actually expected it to be busier. Views west to the Cruachan massif and the inner hebrides were stunning.
IMG_3724 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3727 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
I retraced my steps back to the bealach, then made a right turn to traverse the slopes above Coire Aonaidh. Heading southeast, I tried to stay on the 700m contour line all the way to the foot of Ben Oss. This was the second instance of bad route-finding of the day, as it meant an almost constant descent and reascent of countless mini valleys, and a lot of rubbing on my right foot due to the slope. Views to the right helped keep me going, and after an age I was finally looking up at Ben Oss.
across the slopes by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Ben Oss by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Met a group here with a couple of dogs and had a quick chat, before filling up on water and eating some more food - as much as I had been enjoying the day, the 400m climb ahead did not fill me with delight. Struggled to find a decent route, but stuck to my guns to the right after the first initial climb, then left closer to the crags for the second half. Eventually, footsteps in the snow were picked up and followed to the summit. Ben Lui looks truly alpine from here - I have never seen a mountain in Scotland that looks so different from different angles. From here, it seemed improbable to me I had scaled it only hours before.
Lui by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The flat expanse between the Lui range and Glen Fyne lay splayed out behind me in the sunshine, the patterns of snow patches acting as guts. Only a Suilven-like Meall nan Tighearn and the distant Beinn Bhuidhe punctuated the flatness.
IMG_3736 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The cold breeze which had chilled me to the bone over on Ben Lui was nowhere to be seen now, profuse levels of sweat now covering me. It was with some relief that the small summit cairn of Ben Oss came into view
Lui again by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Glen Fyne and Beinn Bhuidhe by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
to the summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
cairn by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
A short break here, and tiredness was really starting to hit me like a ton of bricks, thoughts moved towards a warm bath, a glass of wine and a hot dinner. But how could I possibly be grumpy with views like these???
Bridge of Orchy hills by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3749 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The final peak of the day, Beinn Dubhcraig, seemed tantalisingly close at hand, slouched in position above Loch Oss, but reaching it involved a semi circular route via the bealach 300m below - the final leg was underway
Beinn Dubhcraig and Loch Oss by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3755 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3756 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3756 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Loch Oss by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Ben and Loch Lomond by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
An initially steep ascent from the bealach eventually levels off, giving a less taxing final approach (although every step was taxing for me by this point!) to the summit, where a gorgeous view of Loch Lomond revealed itself. The sun was now setting, but remained as brilliant as ever - only the 'golden hour' now to look forward to.
Dubhcraig summit by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Oss and Lui by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Tyndrum and Beinn Odhar by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Nap time? by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Considered having a nap on the summit, but I may not have woken up, so pushed on to begin the long descent to the car, heading northwest then northeast into the shade and towards the woodland far below. Eventually, when the edge of the woodland is reached, there is a confluence of streams into attractive waterfalls. Very boggy and (for the umpteenth time) route finding was not easy.
IMG_3772 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3775 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
The hills all around were glowing red by this point, the contrast between shade and light illuminating the caledonian pine in a way I had never seen before. I ended up on what I thought was the wrong side of the burn, the right-hand side, but which I would later find out was actually the better way to descend.
IMG_3777 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3778 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3779 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3780 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3781 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3782 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3783 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3784 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
After crossing the burn higher up and descending further through the woodland for what seemed like an age, I reached the confluence of the River Cononish - only problem being I had forgotten in my tiredness that the bridge was out! Due to all the snow melt, a dry crossing without retracing my steps a long way was clearly impossible, so after finding a decent crossing area, I waded in up to my knees. This turned out to be a wee blessing in disguise though - the freezing cold water soothing my burning feet. The last kilometre or 2 back to car was sent in relative squelchy comfort, looking back on a sunset over a group of hills I wouldn't forget in a hurry.
This felt like as much of an adventure for a day walk that i'd ever had. I spent the 2 and a half hour drive home in a bit of a trance, and needless to say I was sleeping before my head hit the pillow not long after!
no bridge by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3787 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
Ben More and Stob Binnein by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr
IMG_3789 by
Ross Thomson, on Flickr